MC POV
From my side, a large circle of ice formed.
Ice eagles shot toward him.
He didn't move, but used his body and raw strength to shatter them.
Seeing his resilience, I was tempted to test it further.
My right hand moved, and more than six sharp white threads were fired at him.
He seemed to sense the danger and threw a punch forward.
The threads resisted, and when I added more pressure, I could feel a small cut forming on his hand—but in the end, he broke them with sheer physical might.
"Who are you? And why are you interfering in our battles?"
My eyes glowed with strong mental energy and focused on him.
"I'm just a guest... taking down the name of a false god?"
He looked clearly irritated at being called a false god, and this time, fired a deep energy beam in my direction.
I raised my fingers, and a powerful distorted borg formed in front of me, blocking his mystical energy.
Then my left hand moved to the side, forming a large yellow magic circle.
