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Chapter 151 – The First Flame’s Heirs
Author: Rukky
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The light that swallowed the battlefield was not salvation. It was hunger.

It tore across the ruins in waves, burning not flesh but memory shredding every soul-thread it touched. Soldiers who had survived the clash between Hollow and Radiant screamed once before being reduced to silhouettes of smoke.

The earth itself blistered, carved into black glass. Kael stood at the center, sword braced, Mira’s hand locked around his. The blaze did not consume them. Instead, it circled, testing, like a predator choosing when to strike.

The skeletal figures stepped fully into the world. There were three. Each moved as if their bones remembered shapes of majesty they no longer possessed.

Their crowns were jagged arcs of broken fire, fused into skulls that still bore faint, indistinguishable etchings of kingship. Wings of fragmented shards twitched with every motion, each beat scattering waves of destructive resonance.

The Hollow King reeled back, shadows streaming from its frame like blood. For the
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