Almost simultaneously, a wind blade as thin as a thread came slicing in from its left.
Alastair Eldridge made its judgment in an instant. The wind blade from the left had been fired by Professor Sylph; its sharpness was enough to break through its defenses and sever its arm.
The fist coming head-on from City Lord Montilfali no longer carried flames, but it still had the potential to seriously injure it.
Only the blazing white pillar of light from the left, though a Light Type Ultimate Move, was nothing to worry about.
So it twisted aside to evade the frontal punch, swung a hand to "bite" apart the wind blade on its right, and took the white light from the left on its back.
Sure enough, the white light merely scorched its skin and damaged some flesh. The wounds should have healed in moments—but they did not heal!
Grayish-white destruction particles covered the surface of the wounds, preventing them from closing.
A warning suddenly flashed through Alastair Eldridge's mind, and then City Lord Montilfali's swiftly adjusted right hook struck it squarely on the jaw!
"Ha!"
Feeling her own energy had grown extremely depleted, Montilfali did not Pursue Victory. She retreated at tremendous speed.
She needed some time to recover her energy.
The moment she fell back, a tempest swept in. Professor Sylph seamlessly took her place, and the Wind Flower Bride raised invisible blades that shredded toward Alastair Eldridge.
Countless "mouths" abruptly emerged across Alastair Eldridge's body.
One of the "mouths" that had emerged from its back suddenly opened and bit away the wound caused by the Destructive White Burst. That "mouth" immediately severed itself at the root, and both wounds began healing rapidly.
Countless "mouths" also emerged from its front, biting toward Professor Sylph.
As those countless "mouths" opened