"I actually quite like it."
Although Fu Qian described the Fire of Madness as being forced into this manual form, the Witch seemed to appreciate his creativity.
"Additionally, if it controls the destruction of 'self,' that would be very interesting — try it on that stone monument."
But she only briefly expressed her aesthetic view and quickly returned to business, signaling Fu Qian to use the fire to burn something else.
Oh?
Although the request was a bit peculiar, Fu Qian immediately complied.
The Witch indicated a stone monument of the same size as the one on the giant's back earlier, except a piece was missing from the top.
After a glance, Fu Qian lifted the golden flame flower in his hand and blew gently.
The latter immediately scattered like a dandelion with a puff of air, yet remained cohesive along the way.
Floating and drifting down accurately onto the target, the golden arc of light finally exploded with a roar.
