A ck crack zipped out from the tip of Wilbur''s sword, making a beeline for Angie.
It was an attack that cut through the air, the ck line ripping a line in the air with
an immense power that threatened to cut through anything.
However, it was still absorbed by the whirlpool formed by the spell spheres.
Wilbur was quite surprised.
Was Angie''s domain really this powerful?
She even managed to withstand the Lost yer.
The bone-chilling aura grew by the second, making everyone else suffocate and tremble.
Pierce and Orzoughed wildly at the sight of Wilbur''s shock.
"It''s no use struggling, I''ll tell you that! Time to pay for taking Master Jarvis'' life!" the two of them shouted.
Angie''s expression grew even more venomous. "I don''t just want you dead. I want every person around you to be tortured to death too. You owe it to me."
"I don''t owe you shit. Your son tried to kill me, so he deserved to die!" Wilbur roared.
"Quaternary Form: me of the Imperial Dragon!"
Wilbur''s sword whipped through the air, and a terrifying stream of dragon''s mes charged toward the spell spheres.
The immense temperature of the mes torched the ground at once, causing the surrounding nts to wilt.
Both mes ofpletely opposite nature collided at once.
The whirlpool formed by the spell spheres finally slowed down under the assault of the dragon''s me.
The dragon''s me shot mercilessly into the whirlpool, and thetter was almost about to stop turning.
Both forces were neck and neck. Fine cracks began to appear in the air around the collision of their attacks, letting out explosive sounds.
Angie let out a howl, and a jet-ck stream of spiritual energy surged out of her scepter before entering the spirit spheres.
The whirlpool in the middle of the spheres began to turn, once again.
The dragon''s me ended up being absorbed bit by bit until it waspletely gone.
Wilbur''s expression darkened even more.
Angie''s powers were definitely far beyond what a human being could take.
They contained some power of the universe''sws, which meant that they were above any other form of power.
Despite the fact that Wilbur''sst attack was called the me of the Imperial Dragon, Wilbur himself was not actually part of the dragon tribe and the me was merely an imitation of what the real me of the Imperial Dragon was.
Pierce and Orzoughed even harder at the sight of his mes getting sucked up. "Let''s see what else you''ve got, you piece of shit!"
"I can''t believe you''re supposed to be the strongest in the cultivator''s circle. What a joke!"
The two cultivators threw out one insult after another, lookingpletely at ease. Even Eileen, who was watching from afar, turned solemn at the sight.
She knew a thing or two about how powerful Angie was, but not the full extent of her powers.
No expert would reveal the full extent of their powers to others.
Angie''s powers definitely exceeded Eileen''s expectations.
Eileen could only pray that Wilbur had more tricks up his sleeve, or she was going to have to do something.
Of course, Angie was truly a difficult opponent to deal with.
On top of that, Eileen might have a difficult time exining herself to the Kiwanis Club if she were to keep going.
Faye, who was lying in Eileen''s arms then, saw the solemn expression on her face. "Eileen, please. Promise me you won''t let Wilbur die."
Eileeny Faye on the ground gently with a smile. "I had made up my mind since the first day I saw him. He hasn''t fulfilled his fate yet, so there''s no dying for him before that. Many more important things await him."
She then took out a red potion bottle and marched off to the battlefield.
Just then, the spell spheres got within five meters of Wilbur.
A terrifying suction force seemed to pull at Wilbur''s body, threatening to rip him apart.
Wilbur let out a cry. The runes on his body lit up, and spiritual mes soared into the sky as his feet took root.