"You are seeking your own demise..."
Peering beyond the dark fissure behind the metallic giant hands, I saw everything inside the Netherfire World. After a moment of silent oppression and amid the infinite, endless oppression that enveloped the entire Netherfire World, an icy will emerged from the Metal Destroyer.
The crowd gazing at the sky couldn't help but swallow hard, yet they also let out a sigh of relief.
It was finally coming.
The only chance to seek life from death!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The Arc Thundery Flower swirled with an electric storm, gathering four avatars of Wandering Dandelions. The Magic Power of Old Sorcerer Welid was exhausted, as they surrounded the summoning altar, joined by the seven-member group from District 22 of the Second Ring Holy Tower of the Wizard World.
"Is there really no other way besides this?"
Sucking on the nipple of the plump cat, the Flame Holy Grail weakly asked.
