Elira narrowed her eyes,
and in an instant, a surge of overwhelming power burst from her body,
manifesting midair as a massive pair of Skytear Demon Moth wings.
BOOM—!
The man across from her froze for a second, clearly caught off guard.
"No wonder you wiped out the Blood Legion of Seventy-Two. So, you're a Skytear Demon Moth… Still, your power's nothing compared to mine."
He took a step back,
and a blood-red energy surged around him, forming the ghostly image of a colossal dragon in the sky.
Without warning, their powers collided—
the impact so intense it warped the space around them.
Over the past few days, Elira had absorbed enough energy to push herself into the mid-stage of Tier 17.
But the man didn't show even a flicker of fear.
In fact, the force he unleashed was enough to go toe-to-toe with her.
"What the hell?!" Ethan and the others were jolted by the shockwaves,
rushing out in a panic.
But the moment they saw what was happening,
they froze.
