C254 I'm Sorry to Kill You

Idealism wanes, the fire is enchanting.

The sky gradually darkened, and the blazing flames brought a lot of warmth to this darkness.

At least, Chu Zhao was very warm, too warm.

The fire made him sweat profusely. His clothes were soaked in sweat and evaporated by the high temperature. It kept going on and on.

The scorching heat waves attached to his exposed skin made a sizzling sound