Boom! Bang! Bang bang bang bang bang bang bang...
Thick pillars of Magic Power and an endless barrage of purple bolts shot past, while deafening roars and shrieking winds rang in their ears!
Moss crouched low, her eyes narrowed slightly as she looked up at the violent rain of attacks shooting toward the World Gate.
The scorching sun and spiraling arrows streaked past in turn, while a rich, suffocating smell of burning wafted around the tip of her nose.
The figure charging forward with a roar grew smaller and smaller in her eyes, then leaped into the air the next moment.
A feeling she had never experienced before filled her. Her heart was beating several times faster than usual.
Her heart felt so hot. Her blood drove her body onward, as if roaring and venting her excitement for battle.
Moss admitted that she liked fighting, but she had never felt this way before... Yes, this was longing!
"Good grief..."
She chuckled softly, a feverish battle intent flashing through her eyes.
"Such strange fervor. I'm not used to it... But I don't hate it!"
Before her voice had even faded, she moved, racing toward the World Gate like a sharp arrow.
Bang! Whoosh...
"Haah! Come on! Giant Dragon, taste this old man's sword!"
Fred's eyes were bloodshot. The surging Battle Aura pouring from his body wrapped around the greatsword like a tangible substance and extended outward...
In the blink of an eye, the already enormous greatsword became as huge as a city gate.
He weaved through the flying barrage, his foot wrapped in Battle Aura landing once more on a Magic Power shell.
Bang!
With a thunderous boom, Fred rode the shock wave from the explosion and accelerated again.
The next moment, he had crossed the barrage and reached the