Chapter 475: I am, Rocky McCarthy_1
The intense battle erupting in Desperate Arena plunged every noble in Franklin Hall into a state of shock.
Although Desperate Arena, in the name of fairness, isolated the sounds to avoid outside interference and aid, just seeing the magic aftershock blocked by the barrier made the nobles shudder, the silent flashes of light were enough to chill their spines.
For beings of sixth-order and below, an eighth-order battle was like the wrath of gods, any creature involved would be crushed instantly.
Three uniquely shaped demons closed in on Asksan, forming an invincible frontline.
They were both Sigrid's sturdy shield and lethal spear against Asksan.
The vanguard demon was the most agile. Even though she held no weapon, every move she made carried an invisible blade, leaving clear cuts on the ground with every ear-piercing swoosh of air.
The midfielder demon appeared mysterious, its body blurred as if made of abyssal water, with endless dark fluctuations rippling through it.