In the air, the Black-White Great Wizard's face was slightly gloomy. Although he had heard of Holy Fort Guardian Spirit of Blacksand Fort, he had never seen it with his very eyes. Now that he saw the Holy Fort Guardian Spirit, he could feel an enormous threat.
"Black-White Great Wizard, your Ozmu plotted to weaken the strength of our southern Spell Caster world? Haha, today, I'll make sure that none of you gets to go back alive. Go, Holy Fort Guardian Spirit, kill!"
Wizard Utto of Blacksand Fort sneered. Then, he whispered to the Holy Fort Guardian Spirit. The humongous Holy Fort Guardian Spirit seemed to be able to understand Utto's words as its giant body started moving.
"Swoosh."