Aiselandier's Elf Morph!

Yellow sand whirled wildly, and the winds of heaven howled. The air across the desolate Salt Desert had been crushed into stagnation and heaviness by the terrifying pressure of the Star Dome Realm Mechanical Tyrannosaurus Rex.

At this razor-thin line between life and death, within this desperate situation brimming with murderous intent, Aiselandier—who had resolutely placed herself in front—suddenly shuddered upon hearing Lu Yuan's sonorous, unwavering words that he would never abandon her.

She slowly turned her slender figure, those clear, limpid gray eyes fixed without blinking on the upright silhouette of the young man behind her.

The wind and sand tossed her gray hair across her shoulders into disarray, yet they could not blow away the myriad brilliant colors that suddenly lit up in her eyes.

Before a Star Dome Realm powerhouse, fleeing for one's life was the only rational choice, Yet Lu Yuan had chosen to give up that escape and remain behind to brave the danger with her.

Clearly, his realm was lower and his circumstances more perilous. Clearly, he could have escaped safely and preserved himself.

The door to her heart, sealed away for years, was pried open by the young man before her in that instant.

After that brief tremor of emotion, Aiselandier suppressed the surging feelings in her heart. All softness and gentleness faded from her peerlessly beautiful face, replaced by an icy, consummate fighting spirit. Her gaze was incomparably resolute.

"Good!"

"Your realm is somewhat lower. Do not force yourself into battle, and do not take damage head-on. You only need to maintain the slowing and binding effects of Frost Domain with all your strength!"

"Leave the frontal assault and all the pressure to me! I'll activate Elf Morph and personally engage it head-on!"

At this critical moment between life and death, her