Dragon of the East Sea: How Could I Lose When I'm Charging Straight at "Myself"? / Judgment Descends: The Black-Winged Angel, Suigintou

Chen Luo sat in the spectator stands, while Esdeath sat on Chen Luo's lap.

"Luo Luo!"

"Watch out!"

"Bang!" After easily shattering the thin layer of ice, the bolt of lightning was effortlessly blocked by an oil-paper umbrella.

"Looks like you're out of strength. You should get some rest, then." Feeling Herrscher of Knowledge's murderous glare, Chen Luo carried Esdeath from his arms to a nearby seat and spoke softly.

"I can rest, of course, but it doesn't look like it intends to give us the chance." After Chen Luo forcibly pressed her into the seat, Esdeath did not struggle. She merely watched the East Sea Dragon display its might.

She was tired. She could not fight anymore.

Well, she was tired, but not completely exhausted.

She could keep fighting, but after using her secret technique, Esdeath could only defend herself after throwing out a few ice spikes.

And the ice spikes could not even break through the opponent's defenses.

If the opponent launched another double attack, Esdeath still could not guarantee that she would be able to defend against it.

If it was not a double attack but a relentless barrage, Esdeath could only run. And if the opponent pursued her relentlessly, she might not even be able to escape.

But running away was something Esdeath found very difficult to accept.

Besides, Esdeath also wanted to see what other surprises Chen Luo, who had just saved her once, could show her.

Come to think of it, was that umbrella an Imperial Arm?

Countless bolts of lightning gathered within the blood-red clouds, ready to strike. But just as the lightning was about to descend, countless feathers began drifting through the sky. An endless flood of black feathers surged madly into the crimson clouds, and the raging lightning that had been