Divine Herb Forest…
Fire Elemental Mountain…
The moment his boots touched the flame-baked soil, a wave of heat pressed against his lungs. Not just heat—pressure, like the breath of a beast sleeping beneath the surface.
But Kent's expression didn't flinch. He walked with steady steps, scanning his surroundings.
And what he saw stunned him.
Between the lava-cracked rocks and under the golden-red mist, countless herbs bloomed in secret luxury. Thick stems, vibrant colors, glowing pollen—their energy was visible even without spiritual sight.
A thick Blazing Moonstem grew beside a half-buried boulder, its five petals radiating warmth and time. The veins glowed faintly with golden embers—a 12,000-year-old herb by his estimation.
Nearby, a Twin Flame Lily swayed in the scorched wind, each flower facing opposite directions like twin suns—only one bloomed every 5,000 years.
"Unreal…" Kent whispered, stepping toward them.
