Previous chapter:
Chapter 397: And I Don’t Fight Alone
Next chapter:
Chapter 399: The Match Continues 2
PREVIEW
... Illusions fractured into storms of glass and shadow, cutting in every direction.
Each strike landed heavier than the last, each counter pushed sharper. The void screamed, stretched, and cracked.
Neither relented. Neither yielded.
The battlefield bent under them, trembling as if it might tear apart. Green light burned against crimson shadows, branches tore through mirrored skies, and shards of broken reflection sliced into roots only to be swallowed by new growth.
...
YOU MAY ALSO LIKE




























