Wagging its three little tail, which was now flickering with yellow flames, Red immediately entered a state of bewitchment. With a light swipe of its paw, the hard rock on the ground was effortlessly slashed, leaving deep marks. At the edges of those marks, the yellow light shimmered brightly.
"A mid tier Imperial level attack should be sufficient." Nor Amelia smiled faintly, her delicate face resembling an otherworldly black lotus, untouched by dust.
"Since It've broken through to the intermediate Imperial grade, It should have mastered a new spiritual skill, right?" Blaze Regret walked in the dark passage, looking expectantly at the Red on his shoulder.
Red wrinkled its small nose, mimicking Blaze Regret's expression, and helplessly spread its claws.
