The legion commander's eyes widened as he watched the maid before him descend like a heavenly deity, each release of thunder and lightning causing Barton to scream in agony, yet no matter what, he could not escape the punishment of the thunder.
At this moment, the maid was undoubtedly the protective deity of the legion, whose presence seemed to tell everyone that no matter how formidable the enemy, she was the sturdiest bulwark standing before the legion.
The colossal beast Barton roared again and again, but under the assault of the raging thunder, lay prostrate on the ground, unable to even stand up.
It bellowed furiously, "Strange deity, I am not your enemy, only following Lord Ethan's orders to search for the remnants of the Titan Giant's bloodline!"
Stop! You are trampling on the dignity of the Sword of Kings!
