The surging waves of fire grew ever stronger.
Amidst Hettara's fierce skirmish with the Blood Race,
several huge azure wind blades swept toward it.
The wind blades came obliquely, both sudden and swift.
Hiss hiss hiss...
Seven or eight consecutive wind blades quickly buried themselves into the chest of the enormous Flame Demon Hettara.
What followed was...
"Boom..."
A massive explosion thundered like astonishing lightning.
The Flame Demon Hettara staggered, its chest cavity blasted inward.
"It's the power of a Wind Curse!"
Tuck, hidden within the flames of Flame Demon Hettara, sensed the powerful cursed power immediately.
"Luckily, my World Power is strong enough,"
"Otherwise, that one curse would have shattered the giant flaming form of Flame Demon Hettara."
Following the direction from which the Wind Curse wind blades had swept,
Tuck focused intently.
"A Ninth Order Peak Crown Position Strongman, and at the same time, the presence of some Wind Master's Seeds."
