Front Line Battle 

Villain Ch 1259. Front Line Battle 

"You're good," Elio muttered, parrying another blow. "But not good enough."

He activated Holy Strike, his blade glowing with golden light as he swung it in a wide arc. The attack connected, slamming into the Assassin and sending him flying off the dragon. He landed gracefully on the back of the Behemoth, his spectral form flickering but still intact.

The Assassin's glowing eyes locked onto Elio, and for a moment, he thought he saw his smirk. He raised one hand, and a wave of shadowy clones burst from his form, darting toward him in a deadly swarm.

"Not this time," Elio growled, activating Shield of Valor. A golden barrier surrounded him, deflecting the clones as they slammed into it one by one.

From the sky above, Arcana's voice rang out. "Elio, we've got incoming reinforcements—more elite mobs closing in!"

"Hold them off!" Elio shouted, his focus still on the Assassin.