"Selvia?!"
John stared wide-eyed at Selvia as she slowly rose from the ground before him, standing sideways toward him. At some point, she had transformed into a half-dragon, and a teasing smile rested on her face.
His mind was filled with confusion and shock.
"Are you surprised to see me? Compared to that poker face you usually wear, though, your expression right now is rather amusing. I like it. Besides..."
Selvia smiled as she teased him, then turned her crimson vertical pupils toward the front. She looked at Nils, who had somehow gathered Blood Sacrifice Art again and was attempting to launch another attack while she spoke. The warmth in her gaze was instantly replaced by endless coldness.
"You irritating little mutt, don't you know that interrupting someone catching up is extremely rude?"
"Buzz!"
With a light tap of Selvia's fingertip, more than a hundred azure magic circles instantly appeared behind her.
Countless dark-red flames then surged forth, transforming in an instant into violent flaming spears that collided head-on with the blood spikes shooting toward her with nearly terrifying force!
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
Piercing sounds of tearing air mixed with the howling wind. Beneath the night sky lit by firelight, dazzling bursts of radiance erupted the moment they collided.
Then came deafening explosions!
"Boom! Boom! Boom!"
A smokescreen formed from shattered mana instantly engulfed the entire battlefield, only to be torn apart by a sudden gale the next second.
Then, as scarlet fire burst forth—
Nils's pupils constricted as a hideous sharp claw covered in dense dragon scales broke through to his front in an instant.
It rapidly enlarged in his vision at an indescribable speed!
"Crack!"
A sound like shattering glass abruptly exploded across the battlefield. Immediately afterward, a figure was sent flying backward in a bent posture.
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