"Here, you use it next."
That exaggerated attack just now had consumed nearly half the Magic Power within him.
This Sword of Love truly seemed to feast on Magic Power to grow. The amount of Magic Power unleashed with each attack was somewhat overwhelming for Alka.
This was simply not a weapon someone of his current level should be wielding.
Several Red Cards appeared in his hands and were flung outward. Mixed among them were one or two Blue Cards. These cards flew in different arcs, embedding themselves in various places.
The two Blue Cards among them passed directly through the Evil Spirits and exploded in front of Pororo. Several Water Chains shot out, binding the surrounding Evil Spirits.
"Jump!"
Upon hearing Alka's shout, Pororo didn't hesitate at all and immediately leaped into the air.
Countless jets of flame erupted, swiftly engulfing all the Evil Spirits below. A few lingering pillars of fire also struck the massive Evil Spirit.
