"Ah!!! How is this possible!"
The Lord of Dark Corrosion let out a howl of agony, as the radiant sun's light caused excruciating pain all over his body.
He had completely lost his soul and body by now, and essentially had no defensive capabilities.
His will was fully exposed under the sun, enduring the searing heat from its origin.
"The rest, I'll leave to you three."
Lette stood under the blazing sun, not a God, but more than a God.
"Don't hold back, vent as much as you like."
The three Witches, upon hearing this, charged forward without hesitation and began to relentlessly ravage the twisted shadow.
Jenny hadn't expected this; she was prepared to play a minor role, but unexpectedly found herself in a massive windfall.
This wasn't a so-called battle; this was Judgement, the Judgement of the Witches! Pure revenge!
In the Dream Realm, the enemy was completely powerless to retaliate.
Among the three, Alice inflicted an extraordinary amount of damage.
