Those petals were too beautiful, too beautiful to seem like weapons meant for killing.
Each one was delicate and radiant, each one flowing with a crimson halo, gleaming dreamily beneath the sunlight.
But the moment they began to spin, the expressions on everyone's faces froze.
Whoosh!
The petals began to rotate.
At first, they merely circled slowly, like cherry blossoms drifting in a spring breeze.
But in the next second, their speed abruptly surged!
Those delicate petals instantly became razor-sharp blades, their edges flashing with icy light as they tore through the air at high speed, releasing piercing shrieks.
A crimson tornado formed from countless petals rose from the arena floor!
The tornado was enormous, more than twenty meters in diameter and soaring into the sky, enveloping Ailuo entirely within the heart of the storm.
And the crystal spikes attacking from every direction—
Clang clang clang clang clang—!
The instant they struck the Rose Storm, they were all shredded to pieces!
If Cinderella's Soul Power had been as abundant as Ailuo's, those spikes would not have been so fragile.
But compared to Ailuo, her Soul Power was still far too lacking.
Thus, the crystal spikes formed by Cinderella's second soul skill were as fragile as real glass before the rapidly spinning petals. One after another, they shattered into specks of golden light and vanished.
But this was only the beginning.
The Rose Storm did not stop spinning. Instead, it spun faster and more fiercely.
At the edge of the storm, those sharp petals began to spread outward like a crimson tide, sweeping toward the thirteen golden figures! The four afterimages directly ahead bore the brunt of it.
They tried to dodge, but the storm's range was too vast. There was simply no room to evade.
The four afterimages were sucked