James nodded lightly and replied, “Alright, let’s look around.”

The two stepped forward and disappeared from the spot. The next moment, they had already entered the Flammae’s territory. They shifted through the area and finally arrived in the Flammae’s core city, Flame City.

On the east side of the city was a spiritual mountain. From a distance, it looked like a blazing fire. Even the sky was a fiery red, and the clouds looked like flames.

‘The Flammae are the last surviving race of the Elemental Primevals.” Qiyana looked at the field ahead of them and sighed.

“Huh? The Flammae are the only ones left?” James was stunned.

‘Yeah.” Qiyana nodded lightly.

“What happened?” asked James.

However, a series of events happened and caused many of the Primevals to perish. After that, the Four Ancient Races rose above the rest

of the Four

could not explain these events in detail, so he

spiritual mountain in the distance, rubbed his chin, and murmured, “How can we get the Flammae’s

going to be easy. Primitive inscriptions are the foundation of one’s race. Handing it over to outsiders is equivalent to putting their lives in your

is right

having Lactrusse around to devise a plan

Race isn’t weaker than the Four Ancient Races. We should enter the city for now, then

“Alright.”

no proper plan to obtain the primitive inscriptions. Thus, he could only temporarily settle down in the city and

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