Boom——!
In an instant, the violent wave of power sent the blazing Melting Furnace Crusher flying.
Billions of grains of sand transformed into bullets capable of easily penetrating any knight armor, sweeping through a massive space within a few kilometers in an instant.
A small amount of metallic particles accelerated further, rubbing against the air, exploding into countless red fire lines, converging into a surging flow of flames.
About ninety percent of this firepower directed towards the front-facing Mountain Elder, the assassin.
On the other side, Amita instinctively deployed the Shadow Nether Cave, which could ignore any physical or energy attack, yet she was completely unaffected.
Perhaps for a Fifth Order Legend, this was just a small matter, akin to Byron thoughtfully tilting his umbrella towards her during the rain.
However, this gesture of consideration in the finer details was something she had never experienced from the assassin fiancé or any family member.
