The time is almost up.
Gao Wen looked up at the scorching sun in the sky, his blue pupils were stained with the dazzling and majestic golden color of divinity:
"Vanity fades, burn away the sin—Cavendish!"
"Binding chains severed, beyond the boundaries—Arondight!"
Almost simultaneously, Meiluxin, sensing danger, fully unleashed the magic power of the Holy Sword to counter this powerful divine fire.
"Boom!"
Accompanied by the interweaving clash of blue and golden light, the entire Albion shook violently, and the clouds in the sky were swept away.
When the dazzling arc of light dissipated, Meiluxin stood at the edge of the arena, her face pale, a golden trace of blood oozing from the corner of her mouth.
She looked back at the collapsed white chalk walls behind her, a hint of relief in her eyes.
Earlier, by rallying the entire power of the Elf City, she managed to withstand that strike.
Fortunately, this was Albion, her home ground.
