Countless demonic spears in the sky were shattered by a powerful force.
Broken pieces scattered all over the ground, and then turned into nothingness.
The masked woman slightly narrowed her beautiful eyes, and the corner of her mouth under the veil slightly pursed. With a whoosh, a silver-white sword suddenly flashed out of her hand.
The cyan and purple patterns on the blade were like the winding dragon, and a mysterious wave spread like a wave.
Kelly's teacher, Stina, suddenly bent the five slender fingers of her right hand slightly, and the magic power immediately gathered again.
A sneer appeared on her face.
Facing the question of the masked woman in front of her just now, Stina thought it was so ridiculous.
Subconsciously, she looked sideways at the castellan, who was standing opposite Kelvin. A gust of cold wind blew over, making her robe ring. "I just want to help the poor castellan." "Poor man?"
The masked woman snorted coldly, and a doubt flashed across her eyes.