"Just wait to fail."
"That's right. These alien races are really arrogant."
The two of them cursed and swore, preparing to watch Dragon Abomination make a fool of himself.
Levi tilted his mouth and slowly walked over with his spiked club, exuding a domineering aura.
In front of the teleportation portal, a swordswoman in silver armor appeared.
Her body was translucent like a Gas creature.
Obviously, this was not a real human, but a wind element spirit.
She stretched out her hand, and the airflow condensed into a longsword!
At the same time, her aura, which was originally comparable to a fourth-circle senior, began to rise. It only stopped when it was at Perfection for the fourth-circle and was infinitely close to the fifth-circle.
Levi shot out and raised the spiked club in his hand high!
"Get... lost!"
He swung his spiked club!
The most extreme brute force, the simplest attack!
