After a prolonged battle, Anthony and the others finally realized the gravity of the situation.

Arion wasn’t just a sword master but also had unpredictable agility. No matter how they attacked, they couldn’t even land a single hit. On top of that, his sword was a constant threat.

If this deadlock continued, the situation would only worsen. So, when Bailey spoke, they knew it was time for decisive action, and there was no turning back. It was either kill or be killed.

At that moment, Anthony, who had been holding back, finally decided to use his ultimate technique. He bit his finger and smeared the blood across his blade. His lips moved quickly as if whispering an incantation.

“Snow Maiden, arise!” As soon as the words left his mouth, he swung his sword.

A white figure shot out and hovered in the air. It was a woman with fair skin and mesmerizing beauty. Her long hair cascaded like a waterfall, her dress was as white as snow, and her eyes had a sinister gleam.

appeared, the temperature plummeted as if winter had arrived. Everywhere she passed, the ground froze, buildings frosted over, and heavy snowflakes began to fall from the sky. This only

blade. Beautiful yet deadly, she wielded the power of ice and snow. A single breath from her

her as his last resort. He would only call upon her in situations where

on the line and the need to defeat Arion, Anthony had no other option. Ten years of his life seemed a small price to pay when

summoned the Snow Maiden, Batuul unleashed

energy surged upward, and a massive illusory image appeared behind him. It was nearly 26 feet tall, with a human body and an elephant’s

exuded an unapproachable divine power. After it materialized, Batuul’s

launched their combined technique. The trio spun in unison until their bodies intertwined to create a blur of afterimages

grotesque and deformed, with three heads and six arms. Each hand gripped a weapon that

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