The anger in Arc's voice was unmistakable.
"Viheler, you're next."
"As for you, Son of Destruction from the prophecy, you'd better think carefully about your position. You're up against the greatest power in this world, and Trolian is a doomed ship."
Mephit didn't respond, merely raising his wrist.
Invisible ripples instantly arrived, once again twisting Horus's distorted spirit. The powerful force of "spirit control" acted simultaneously on two individuals.
Rod shouted, "Dark Moon Princess, release!"
The Dark Moon Princess waved her hand, and the dark red moonlight dissipated from Horus. White light exploded from his body, transforming into countless sharp blades piercing into the crowd of monsters.
Countless flesh-and-blood monsters were impaled, clearing a large swath in the tide of blood.
Mephit turned around and raised his hand once again.
In the next moment, Peibela's voice rang out with delight: "Xingge, you've recovered?"
