Tidal Surge, Three Thousand Silver Spears!
"You're after the elixir in my hand, aren't you?" Cassian sneered as he watched the figure in the black robe.
"Hmph, you think I'd just hand over a treasure I already have? You must really underestimate me, a Holy Emperor! I'd like to see what kind of skills you have to take it from me!"
As soon as he finished speaking, the six shadowy figures moved in unison, without a word.
A blood-red mist filled the air, and a wave of murderous intent surged toward Cassian.
A silver spear materialized in Cassian's hand. He stood tall, exuding an overwhelming aura.
"Tidebreaker Spear!"
Cassian shouted, sweeping the spear in a wide arc.
Ocean's Gate, a force as vast as the sea!
Like a raging tide, spiritual energy surged and crashed in all directions, an unstoppable flood of power. Even among the Holy Emperors, Cassian's strength was at the pinnacle.
But the six figures in black robes simultaneously drew daggers.