A Man Like None Other Chapter 6300 He is a Fire Demon
Please enjoy reading A Man Like None Other Chapter 6300 He is a Fire Demon.
- The true nature of fire is debated.
- A character’s long and arduous quest for power is detailed.
- The shocking origin of a powerful figure is uncovered.
The nature of fire is explored. A journey of power and loneliness unfolds. Identity is revealed through a past encounter.
“Grandfather, I understand. Fire is power. Whoever has the greatest power is the strongest.”
The old man looked at him, his eyes filled with sadness.
“Child, you are wrong. Fire is not power, but life.”
The boy didn’t believe it.
He turned around and left the plain, heading further away.
Time is running fast again.
The boy grew into a young man, and the young man grew into a middle-aged man.
The flame changed from golden white to dark blue, then from dark blue to almost transparent white.
He became stronger, but also increasingly lonely.
He devoured too much fire, and the will within the fire clashed, collided, and tore apart his soul within him.
He began to become irritable, irritable, and did not trust anyone.
He returned to the plains.
There were no more Fire Spirits on the plain.
The old man had disappeared. Only stretches of lava and scorched earth remained.
He stood there, looking at the barren land, and remained silent for a long time.
Then, he looked up at the sky.
“I’ll prove it to you,” he whispered. “Fire is power.”
He raised his hand, and a ball of white fire condensed in his palm.
The temperature of the fire is so high that it distorts space itself and bends light.
He threw the fireball into the sky.
The flames soared into the sky, broke through the restrictions of the heavenly laws, and hit the land of the fifteenth heaven.
This created a huge crater that stretched for thousands of miles.
Then the young man fought through various battles, seeking the ultimate power of fire, and tens of thousands of years passed in the blink of an eye
The young man from the past was now old and gray, his eyes filled with nothing but longing for power.
The flames had long since changed from their initial white color to a ghastly black.
He entered the demonic path and obtained a resounding title—Fire Demon.
David suddenly opened his eyes.
He was still standing at the bottom of the fire pit, his fingers still touching the white flame.
But his hands were shaking, and his forehead was covered in cold sweat.
“That’s the Fire Demon.”
He finally found out.
That boy, the fire spirit with supreme talent, the youth who was dissatisfied with the status quo and pursued supreme power, was the Flame Demon.