Taron 67

Algo repeatedly used his longsword which he always carried but had hidden in his storage ring all along. The sword can turn as big as his mind wants.

"The most privileged creatures should not interfere in our affairs and those of humans." Grigori's voice was loud, the corners of his lips were bleeding as he spoke.

He even said arrogantly that in his heart he was really afraid of fighting Algo too, Felik had repeatedly warned him not to deal with the Blue Water Stream, even though the boy in front of them was still young, Algo's strength could not be underestimated, he was indeed born with great talent. good.

"I think you guys are looking to die yourself." Algo smirked, standing tall, his face filled with a murderous aura, his hands clenching his longsword firmly. He looks very wise as well as intimidating.

Felik's right hand trembled as he tried to restrain it, Algo managed to injure his arm while they were fighting earlier.