"Titan." At the moment when Muria revealed her true form, the tail of the Snake Demon spasmed involuntarily and retreated a certain distance. These law-abiding neutral beings were natural enemies of their chaotic demons. How could they not be afraid?
"Where is this place?" The gaze of the Snake Demon moved away from Hesel. Compared to the Titan, what could a soul-intent level elf mean, even if this Titan is only at the Gold Fourth Level?
"You can take a guess." Muria revealed her Titan true form, surrounded by wind and thunder. Beside her, a small teleportation array appeared, and a silver-grey spear handle emerged. Muria grabbed the spear handle and forcefully pulled out a long spear from it, holding it in her hand.