Name of Calamity

The Name of Calamity seemed somewhat different from when facing the Primal Witch. Not only had the killing intent not faded, it had grown even stronger.

"Though I don't know where you got that token, both of them will die here!"

Mel retreated behind the Lucky Apostle. That way, even if an attack came, it would strike the Lucky Apostle first.

As an Apostle, she should not be so easily killed. There had to be something special about her.

The red dragon reached out with one claw toward the Lucky Apostle, the powerful shockwave overturning table after table.

A powerful surge of magic erupted through the space once more as the Primal Witch appeared in the casino, staff in hand.

Mel, who had already been preparing to teleport away, stopped moving.

Claire had already left the casino. Even if she remained inside, she would only become a burden in this battle.

She had also sensed the sudden powerful magical fluctuation just now. "Has the witch arrived?"

Mel had reached certain agreements with the witch before. It seemed this was what it had been about.

"You've actually seen the light of day again! No wonder I sensed your magical aura before!"

"You alone won't be able to stuff me back into the deep sea."

When enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred.

Ten thousand years ago, the red dragon had joined forces with the Sword Apostle to defeat the Primal Witch. After she was cast into a golden pillar, she was sunk into the deep sea, sealed between life and death for nearly ten thousand years.

Over that long stretch of time, aside from hatred, the changing world had gradually numbed her.

"Ten thousand years ago, you were indeed a worthy opponent. But now, I have my doubts."

Brilliant Dragon Flame