I am King of Baynard

Brrgh! The thirty meters tall arms were rapidly moving forward.

The Baynard soldiers were petrified.

Edgar held his sword with both hands. Threads of white aura were rotating on his sword. The sword has the size of a king's sword, but the blade, hilt, and handle were all white. The blow of the wind suddenly increased around him, making his cape and hair sway. He swung the sword toward the huge arms.

SPLITTING SKY

Crunch! The three giant arms were cut in the middle by a twenty five meters white aura blade. The upper part of the giant arms separated, then fell to the ground.

Boom! Boom! Boom! The ground was crushed, and large dust formed where the giant arms fell. The lower part of the giant arms started to crumble.

Bartos' face did not look good when he saw the giant arms were cut.