Let the White Bull take a few steps back.
While Ash and the others were playing mental games with Rajesh, the war on the other side of the city also entered a fever pitch.
High above, Igula spread the Void Wings and soared within the golden rain curtain, the golden silver wings tracing an elegant trajectory like a swallow in the storm. Demon Yin Zhi tightly hugged the Swindler's waist from behind, the storm lifting her pink-purple bangs.
When suddenly the Shadow Evil Dragon teleported before him, he and Yin Zhi's voices quickly rang out at the same time:
"This place is Flowing Gold River!"
"The air here is indestructible!"
The Shadow Evil Dragon fiercely swept its tail across, its spike-saw tail entwined with dark evil thunder struck in front of them, the impact wave scattering all the golden rain around, yet unable to penetrate even a thin air wall.
