The roar was full of anger.
Amidst everyone's sarcastic ridicule, the strong man's sanity seemed to have reached its limit.
Just as I thought, Alka mused, these interfering Divine beings don't seem very bright.
Their state was clearly much weaker than the Flower Fairy's.
His axe no longer attacked distant enemies but instead smashed crazily towards Alka and the others. The fleshy tentacles on his body also began to flail wildly.
The moment the attack came, everyone immediately grew vigilant, doing their best to fend it off.
Mirror after Mirror shattered.
A large amount of cloud wrapped around the enemy's tentacles and axe, attempting to slow its attack speed.
Matilda's sixteen fine needles were inserted into everyone's various joints, increasing their speed and healing them.
This attack primarily targeted Alka. It shattered layers of Mirror Surface, then broke through several layers of Shields before smashing against Alka's own Shield.
