Max's lips curled into a sharp grin. "Because I'm better than all the so-called geniuses of the Middle Domain," he said coldly, his words sharp as his blade.
Without hesitation, Max unleashed his Severing Flow Sword Art. The Blue Dragon Sword trembled with raw destructive power, black flames and sword energy intertwining as the slash shot forward like a tidal wave of pure death.
"Damn you!" Raul roared in anger and panic, realizing too late that this attack wasn't something his swarm could stop. He hastily withdrew his trump card, pulling a massive cauldron from his storage ring. The cauldron expanded instantly, glowing with layers of defensive inscriptions as he poured his vital essence into it. It hovered in front of him like a steel mountain, absorbing the impact.
But the moment Max's sword strike landed, the world seemed to explode.
Bang!
