Dark Lord

Back to the battlefield…

Baylor was relentlessly pressuring Rem.

Both of his fists had transformed into furious dragon heads formed from ice aura as he continued his relentless assault.

Rem, her face riddled with cracks and darkened around the eyes, was still resisting.

"Still standing, huh?"

Boom!

"No matter… it's only a matter of time…"

Boom!

"Before you're completely shattered."

"Damn it…"

Rem was clearly losing.

In truth, she realized that Baylor hadn't become significantly stronger. However, the regeneration ability he had gained was a real problem.

"I have no other choice."

She made a decisive move. In an instant, the entire flow of battle shifted.

Baylor felt it immediately, and his grin widened with madness.

"It's coming…"