Pierce looked down at the sword condensed from divine power in his hand. Something was wrong.
Why was Vivier's sword so powerful?
Looking at his sword, it was like he was holding a useless piece of trash.
The Ice Dragon, whose defense had been slightly broken by the sword, couldn't take it anymore.
Roar!
Ice Dragon roared angrily at Vivier, who was holding a long sword.
Vivier looked expressionlessly at Ice Dragon which was charging towards her.
Pierce dug at his numb ears and curled his lips.
"If it's only at this level, the one who will die will be you."
Vivier held the sword condensed from divine power in her hand and kept looking for flaws in her opponent.
Too many, too many!
In her eyes, this Ice Dragon was defenseless!
Perhaps the dragons were used to using overwhelming strength to crush their opponents.
In addition, there was almost no one who could break through their hard scales.
