"Pfft!"
On the ruins of the caustic soda plant, great-grandma smashed into the rubble. Her chest heaved up and down for a moment, but she still couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
Her aura was no longer strong, and it was weakening at a speed visible to the naked eye.
On the other side, lava-like flames gushed out of ice shards 'broken arm, slowly condensing into a white arm.
The caustic soda plant covering 150000 square meters was completely ruined, leaving no intact building.
"Your aura is plummeting. Unparalleled war spirit, your biggest weakness is your successor. I don't need to defeat you. I just need to cripple your successor and I'll be able to deal with a great enemy easily." I created you, " dohre said with a confident smile. no one knows your characteristics and weaknesses better than I do.
"Little bastard ..." Great-grandma looked into the distance, worry and heartache condensed between her eyebrows.
