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Planta unleashed her true power in the perfect moment.
Through their frantic battle, she had learned a thing or two about Merlinus so far.
He was old and also very confident.
He saw himself as supreme and stronger than anybody else.
Therefore, once he unleashed a strong attack and thought his enemy was defeated, he would subconsciously relax.
This was the opportunity created from faking her and her friend's deaths.
It was risky, but it paid well for it!
Her Shovel accumulated the Blessings of the Elemental Time Spirits one by one as she hit his body from every angle.
The surface damage that her shovel was doing, even enchanted, was still minimal compared to her swordsmanship.
However, it didn't matter.
Each hit of her shovel infused her weapon with the power of one of such Spirits.
Earth, Fire, Wind, Water, Ice, Light, Darkness, Void, and Space!
