The blood-robed woman slowly closed her eyes. For the first time in countless years, she felt genuine despair.
Above her, the Undead High Drake's emerald eyes glowed brighter than ever. The condensed sphere of destruction inside its mouth had already compressed to only a few meters across.
Its power, however, made the surrounding space continuously fracture before immediately healing again.
The old man's expression finally changed.
"No!"
Without another moment of hesitation, he abandoned all thoughts of restraining the Bone Dragon.
Saving the woman had become the absolute priority. His figure blurred. Water exploded beneath his feet.
The surrounding ocean he had created surged together once more, transforming into countless azure streams that wrapped around his body like flowing ribbons.
Every ounce of speed he possessed erupted at once. He shot toward the Undead High Drake like a streak of blue light, hoping he wasn't already too late.
