Dreamworld
Chapter 736: Dreamworld
"I can fight you two without worrying about being assassinated now," Rhea said, slowly rising as her eyes locked onto the demonic being closest to her.
Calmly, she pointed her finger toward the dark, blood-streaked sky and whispered, "Blizzard."
The spell, nearly as powerful as a Rank-6 technique, could even freeze an enemy's thoughts.
In the next moment, a chilling and surreal scene unfolded. A blizzard descended from the dark clouds—but instead of pure, crystalline snowflakes, bloodied ice rain fell relentlessly, tainting the landscape with an eerie crimson hue.
Each icy drop carried the haunting stain of a darker reality, coating the air in a surreal, unsettling atmosphere. The bloodied ice soon encased both demonic beings in thick layers of frozen armor, their movements grinding to a halt.
"What the heck is this?" Rhea murmured, dumbfounded. She glanced up toward the sky where Jessie was locked in battle.