[Bundle Wood into Swords] (Perfect): Allows the wood fibers of certain plants to grow in an ideal, tightly aligned pattern, achieving a toughness and sharpness far exceeding that of metal. (Blue Wind +7, originally a superior skill that only strengthened wooden weapons.)

[Thousand Miles of Burning Wind] (Legend): Wind carries fire, burning for a thousand miles. (Blue Sky Wind +12, Midsummer Flame +5, originally a rare skill.)

The Natural Sequence, which originally lacked combat skills, finally possessed the ability to specialize in attacks. Loran Hill opened his eyes, checked his condition, and then raised his right hand to test his new ability.

The breeze carried wisps of flames that swirled in the air, circling between her fingers. As overlapping symbols flashed in her pupils, streams of orange-red fire burst out on the clouds.

It was like a sky full of waves composed of countless orange-red threads, interweaving back and forth thousands of miles above the sky. The scenery in the field of vision was distorted by the high-temperature plasma gas, and the sea of ​​clouds under the colorless fire waves began to evaporate rapidly.

The unfathomable, thick sea of ​​clouds dissipated upon encountering it. In a few moments, the sea of ​​clouds covering a thousand miles melted away like ice and snow. The silvery moonlight began to illuminate the dark earth. Tonight's night sky was also exceptionally bright, even the tiny stars were clearly visible. The sky was like freshly washed glass, incredibly clean and clear.

Surprised by the power and wide range of this skill, Loran Hill quickly withdrew his hand, and the endless burning wind in the sky gradually stopped. The originally cold night became extremely warm, as if he had returned to the summer of a few months ago.

Under the gentle night breeze, one by one, the extraordinary people who had a slight sense of the situation walked out of their residences and looked up at the clear sky.