Raising both his swords...
A violet flame surged over his body,
Reconstructing it with terrifying speed.
The Lord Starlight's face appeared anew,
Clean and untouched.
"My apologies, gentlemen,"
Frey said with a renewed calmness.
"It took me a bit of time to come up with the right plan."
Releasing that ominous aura once again,
He shook the entire battlefield.
"A plan to deal with both of you…
And the fleet behind you."
The pressure emanating from Frey now ..
Was undoubtedly the peak of what he could produce.
Since mastering the third stage of Shadow Adaptation,He had gained full control over his aura.
As a result, His strikes had grown far deadlier.
But what he was about to unleash now…
Was on a whole different level.
A terrifying level that sent chills through the hearts of his enemies.
It drove them to attack immediately ..
But it was already too late.
Standing precisely where he had intended,
