Chapter205-Divine Flame — Scorched Soul

The elemental sword, forged from metal element, was in no way inferior in sharpness to a wind-forged blade—perhaps even comparable to his own divine weapon, Lumen Sancta.

The robed man, now bombarded by searing pain spreading across his body, was gripped by an overwhelming sense of fear and tension.

But just as the blade was about to strike true, a sturdy spike shield suddenly appeared in front of him, intercepting the deadly blow with brute force.

Alan narrowed his eyes and glanced sideways. As expected, the uninvited guest was none other than the shield-wielding attacker whom Blanche had previously driven away—the one whose arms had been tangled together unnaturally. Now, despite his skin being covered in dark bruises, it was clear he had forcibly separated his arms by sheer will—or madness.

Seeing his strike foiled, Alan clicked his tongue and dissolved the elemental sword. He clenched his right fist and slammed it heavily into the ground.

BOOM!