"Let's go!"
Suddenly.
A ray of purple light pierced through the void, crashing to the ground with a thunderous roar, and the shockwave lifted the crust, surging into the high skies.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, mountaintops crumbled and disintegrated under the aftermath.
Amidst the swirling dust, a towering, burly figure cloaked in purple scale armor emerged—the Amethyst Race. He lifted his head and grinned broadly.
"Long time no see, geniuses!"
Holy Infant's face changed drastically.
"It's the Ancient! Retreat!"
BOOM!
As soon as the words fell.
Two gleaming purple fists materialized out of the void and exploded behind Holy Infant!
Feeling the imminent danger, the Snow Iron Dragon Armor automatically materialized.
The Purple Extreme Holy Dragon coiled layer upon layer, shielding Holy Infant in its center.
Crash.
The Holy Dragon Witch Phase dissolved swiftly under the force of the fist wind.
Crack.
The fists collided with the Snow Iron Dragon Armor.
