Enemy Attack

Feeling that familiar sensation of being locked onto, Lothar knew perfectly well that he could not evade it.

The holy spear Gungnir, the legendary Spear of Destiny of Odin, king of the gods, was not something so easily avoided.

But there was no need to dodge it.

More than ten phantasmal Eastern dragons suddenly appeared, baring fangs and claws, their whiskers and manes clearly defined. Their long, slender bodies were covered in red-black scales like Lothar's, and they let out resounding dragon roars as they wheeled around him.

A vast, domineering pressure poured down like a supreme sovereign before whom everyone had to bow their heads.

The holy seraph raised the Spear of Eternity high. The golden radiance behind her stood in stark contrast to the fiery red world opposite her. With a low chant of "Holy," the burning holy spear transformed into a golden pillar of light that reached heaven and earth, stabbing toward the weakest point of Lothar's scales: his chest.

Yet Lothar did not panic in the slightest. He pushed his dual Flame Divinity to its limits, layered with the blessing of the Dragon of Fire Virtue. At that moment, he resembled the fire god of ancient myth. He took a deep breath, and the scorching heat blanketing the entire world suddenly drew inward.

The evil-purging power of Sacred Flame was useless against him, and its burning damage was nearly negligible. The damage holy radiance could inflict upon him would be reduced by at least eighty percent. As for the sharpness of Gungnir—Lothar had never feared purely physical attacks.

Stone Wall!

Spiritual radiance flashed from within Lothar's body.

But at that moment—

Chernina's body seemed to have been lurking in a rift in space. She suddenly appeared behind Lothar, her entire body concealing a razor-sharp aura. The