"Charles, how dare you betray the Church Court, desecrate the gods, and show no mercy!"
Elhui's expression suddenly turned grim, his mind trembled violently. Immediately, he chanted a mysterious spell, and from the Frost Mage Staff in his hand, icy mist emanated, freezing all the surrounding air.
"Crack!"
Ice blossoms formed in the air, like thorny vines, terrifyingly chilling.
Meanwhile, the Ares Divine Sword in Charles's hand emitted a fearsome, cold, golden light. With a few "bang" sounds, the sharp golden light pierced through the crystalline ice blossoms.
"Elhui, although you too are at the Early Stage of the Divinity Transformation Realm, the Frost Mage Staff in your hand is primarily defensive. On the other hand, the Ares Divine Sword that I wield is a true divine weapon, capable of vanquishing armies. You, alone, are no match for me. Just surrender to your fate!"
