She gently waved the broom in her hand.
In the next instant, countless threads imbued with purifying power surged toward the destructive blade light, erasing it bit by bit.
"It's Lady Flair from Skypeak Tower!"
The commander of the Santino garrison saw the figure and felt hope ignite in his heart.
The broom in Flair's hand transformed into a radiant river of light that spanned the sky, easily piercing through the enemy's domain of blades and continuing to surge toward the Pood Empire's grandmaster-rank powerhouse at the rear.
A blood-red giant bear—its divine aspect steeped in the stench of slaughter—roared out, only to be violently stopped by the storm Flair swept forth.
The river of holy light swept across the battlefield in the sky, and more than twenty peak master-rank figures from the Pood Empire's side were vaporized in the brilliance!
Boom!
The holy light slammed into the canyon, triggering an earthquake-like collapse.
