The scent most hated by dragon clans, chaos!
[Next...Ow...CaocaoCaocaoCaocaoCaocao!]
As the Master of Sacred Void turned around, that green phantom's fist struck its face.
In the instant it touched the silver scales, the phantom turned solid.
Bang!!!
A giant creature was smacked down to the ground by another giant creature.
[Well done! Little straw man~]
The Void Giant gave it a thumbs up.
[Prepare to die! Caocao ant!]
But this level of attack was not enough to significantly harm the Master of Sacred Void.
It angrily climbed up, releasing a strong white light from its body.
Swoosh!
Yet under the cover of the light, a swift owl-like apparition attacked.
That move again!
The Master of Sacred Void narrowed its eyes to a slit.
Unpleasant memories made its severed finger ache slightly.
If it hadn't been forced into slumber back then, its finger might never have been cut off.
The light forcibly consolidated, and it immediately changed the skill it was about to release.
