"Hmm?"
While midair, God Cloud single handedly carried the unconscious hellfire, his eyes pointed toward the far end of the battlefield.
There was a hint of surprise within his eyes.
"Eight-headed Cloud Crow?"
He smirked at the corner of his lips, as he pointed with his right hand.
Fuuuuu!
A black chain suddenly flew out from his hands, and disappeared into a void.
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The sharp claws touched Demetrius’ neck slightly.
Garen’s expression changed all of all of a sudden, and he retreated without hesitation.
Jii Jii Jii! With three successive evasions, he appeared several metres away in a flash, counterattacking with a palm strike
Bam!
The demonic blade clashed fiercely with the red claws, but it was not a frontal impact but a mere redirection, causing it to miss. Garen smirked, his free right hand cast a bolt of lightning.
Bam!
