Boom!
The waters along Fairy Lake's shore exploded, sending spray high into the air.
A blue-green fairy heroic spirit with butterfly wings was battling a strange, cloak-shaped heroic spirit over the lake.
Each attack from either side was like a cannonball striking the water, blasting up great white waves and catching many fish in the blasts.
The area around the lake seemed caught in a torrential downpour, with rain scattering on fierce winds.
With every beat of its wings, the blue-green fairy in the sky unleashed successive volleys of blue-green arrows.
Wind Breathing·Origin seemed particularly adept at this kind of ranged attack using gathered energy.
With her wings, Yana was also light and agile, possessing exceptional mobility.
Below her, however, Flint's bizarre heroic spirit was wrapped in a blood-red cloak, with countless eyeballs beneath it-a sickening sight.
Blood-red tendrils constantly lashed out from beneath the cloak, each carrying tremendous force.
Every strike could easily shatter those blue-green arrows.
They also kept trying to capture the fairy heroic spirit in the sky.
Meanwhile, elsewhere, the three Epic fighters from the Kingdom of Lauren were exchanging attacks with Fisher, the Count of High Mountain, and the Tiger of Military Intelligence.
Although the younger Duke Fisher was wounded, he had cultivated the Source Breathing Method to the pinnacle of the Epic level and could still hold one enemy at bay.
The others had also paired off in deadly combat.
"You haven't even mastered Breath of the Dragon yourselves, yet they chose to send you here. Don't you think something is wrong with that?"
Fisher spoke coldly.
"Stop trying to sow discord. Once we earn merit for this, we'll be granted the Source of Dragon Breathing. Whoever cultivates fastest will become Legendary, and the other two will receive Source Breathing!"
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