Dispel
Éditeur: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Outside the fallen corridor, the Holy Court and the others hid within the holy shield that was opened.
Relying on Viona's special strength, the holy shield continuously purified the aura of the death realm.
At the same time, the purified aura was also awakening Viona's hidden strength.
Suddenly, Viona opened her eyes.
The surrounding guardian knights also sensed something strange and turned to look at Viona.
"Saintess."
Viona stared in the direction of the fallen corridor entrance, frowning.
The aura of the death realm around them had been purified for more than two hours. The concentration had been reduced by a large portion, and the efficiency of purification had been greatly reduced.
However, the strange thing was that the group of novice necromancy scholars was still casting the barrier at the entrance.
It had been more than two hours!
Why were they still so persistent?
Viona's expression was solemn.