Astral Realm: The Third Era
His fingers worked swiftly, and the fire of birth, a golden-blue energy, flowed down his fingers, enveloping the scythe and seeping into its metallic seams.
The next moment, the scythe shattered into a flurry of flying parts.
Clack, clack, clack...
Never had Logo moved so swiftly. Under the threat of death, his adrenaline surged, and the fire of birth came alive. In just 0.6 seconds, the "Ghost Needle" was assembled.
At this moment, Jesta's second attack came.
The distance between them had shrunk to three or four meters, their gazes locking in the air, and they could clearly read each other's eyes and expressions.
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