Flames shot into the sky, and the prison was swallowed by a blinding light. It was as if a miniature sun had exploded, unleashing breathtaking destruction.
But in an instant, without any warning, the fierce light brimming with terrifying energy transformed into tens of millions of colorful paper butterflies. They rode a gale, fluttering through the air like a vibrant rain. The scorching heat, intense enough to vaporize a human body, vanished without a trace.
Zhou Chen lowered his Magic Wand, frowning slightly.
Without a doubt, this was a premeditated suicide attack, and its primary target was none other than "Siegfried."
