Lynch frowned slightly, his right hand reaching forward in a grasp. The Space Ring on his finger flashed faintly, and the Fearless Great Sword appeared in his grip.
"Bang!"
A blazing inferno ignited on the great sword, flames roaring across its blade as though it were not a sword but a raging furnace.
Facing the swarm of soldiers charging toward him, Lynch gripped the furnace-like great sword with both hands and swung it forward with all his might.
"Boom!" A deafening explosion.
The furnace seemed to erupt, a torrent of flames bursting from the sword and engulfing the entire room in an instant. Long tongues of fire even blasted through the windows, shooting out seven to eight meters beyond, turning the room into a burning sea of fire.
Everything within the inferno was reduced to ashes—the wardrobe, bed, furniture, all burned to cinders. The soldiers who rushed in were turned into flaming human torches, collapsing in anguish and screaming in agony.
