Ibro heard each word that was said, but he wasn't focusing on that. He issued an order for the system:
'Keep using my dragon descent strike non-stop to destroy her soul sea.'
That order came suddenly and without logical reason, but the system had executed it nonetheless. He was sure Ibro had his reasons, but it wasn't time yet to chat.
Consecutive waves of strikes emerged without any warning to explode inside Maya's soul sea.
These sudden strikes had caused massive trembles inside her already vulnerable soul sea, but strangely it didn't destroy it. Ibro's doubts were confirmed again.
With the emergence of these strikes, the fiend and the dragon both screamed at the same time:
"Hold back your hands filthy human!"
'Use the cores in your strikes; don't stop until this soul sea is destroyed.'
Ibro's words were filled with absolute madness and determination. Ibro had long doubted the actions of his enemy.
