From the pitch-black armor, an inconceivable Yuan Su fluctuation emerged. Following that, two completely different qualities—ice blue and crimson red—gushed forth from Spark's palms.
The ultimate ice from Snow Disaster Mioslite and the searing flames of the Black Abyss Flame Dragon combined in a way that Luo Xi hadn't anticipated, melding together. Their power and destructive force were enhanced beyond the simple sum of their parts, replacing Nanali's domain world and withstanding the bizarre onslaught of attacks from the front.
Under the incredulous gaze of all the elves, the black armor stood before the platform like the descent of a demonic god, blocking the concerted strike of the heirlooms handed down by their forebears, items meant to preserve their lives.
What baffled them further was that, despite the terrifying release of these powers, the area's physical structure remained undamaged, except for the continuous destruction of the gravestones.
