Boom!
On the walls of the imperial capital, the figures of Otto and Owen clashed continuously, like two meteors colliding, producing deafening sounds.
The wall beneath their feet was riddled with holes, nearly shattered by the magical ripples spreading from their battle.
Under Otto's relentless attacks, Owen was forced to retreat continuously, appearing like a flickering candle in the rain, ready to be extinguished at any moment.
It was only thanks to the support of the Fallen Angel Set that he managed to hold on until now.
However, Owen's resilience far exceeded Otto's expectations.
Each time the great axe descended upon him, in the face of mortal danger, Owen would activate the Order of Thunder and Order of Fire to forcefully widen the distance between them.
This scene left everyone watching in astonishment, their breaths caught in their throats.
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