"Leave it to me."
Elanna said softly, needlepoint against spearhead. For Elanna, after bathing in dragon blood, her own power had further increased, and even the most fundamental curse power of a spell swordsman began to transform.
As Kael and the others teleported once more, dodging the attack launched by the saint body of the God of ice and snow, the next moment, the ice knights, who seemed to have been standing still, let out another roar, as if prepared early on, making it seem like countless raindrops were falling from the sky.
Elanna's strength surged dramatically, a shockwave directly tearing apart the extraordinary power that was most likely to attack the two of them, while Kael simultaneously performed a short-distance teleportation, once again evading the frosty air erupting from the ground.
