Stan was, after all, a legendary powerhouse. In the instant less than fifty meters from the ground,
his muddled mind suddenly cleared. With an angry roar, the surging Qi force within him erupted like a breached dam.
Centered on him, violent air currents exploded, forming an emerald-green storm domain.
The wind howled like a dragon, and the swirling vortexes it raised nearly tore apart half the sky.
The next moment, a giant condensed from pure Wind Element emerged behind him, its eyes turning like whirlpools in the heart of a storm.
The wind giant suddenly stretched out both arms and steadily caught the plummeting Stan. The raging wind surged, forcibly stopping his fall.
"Bastard!" Stan cursed, his face dark as ink.
Without hesitation, he pulled out a suit of armor from his Magic Waist Pouch.
The armor was entirely emerald green, its surface etched with intricate wind patterns and runes. Once worn, Wind Element gathered over it like a tide.
In scarcely the time of a breath, he had fully equipped this "Heavy Wind Armor," and his aura suddenly soared.
The moment the armor sealed shut, an emerald-green spear appeared in his hand. Its tip radiated a chilling sharpness, as though it could pierce even the air.
The wind giant flung him forward with both hands. Powerful cyclones bore Stan's body aloft as he transformed into a spear that tore through the air and shot straight at Ang.
In the sky, Ang gripped the Despair Greatsword. With his previous strike, he had completely shattered the defenses of Augustus and Tavia.
The Flame Giant's wall of fire had burned away beneath the sword energy, while Tavia's stone shield had shattered like fragile pottery.
The two legendary powerhouses groaned, their bodies hurled away by the terrifying shockwave as they crashed helplessly toward