Just as Orf was overwhelmed by shock, the Skeleton Emperor's massive sword came crashing down.
Some of the spectators instinctively closed their eyes, unable to bear the sight of the tragedy they believed was about to unfold.
However, to their surprise, the gruesome scene of blood and gore they had imagined never appeared.
A slender, pale hand—marked with intricate silver patterns—suddenly extended and, without any grand display, effortlessly stopped the giant sword in its tracks.
Boom!
The moment they collided, a terrifying shockwave erupted, sweeping through the hall. Centered around Luca, the ground caved in, sending shattered rocks flying in all directions. Cracks spider-webbed across the stone floor, groaning under the immense pressure.
As the dust settled, a silver-white figure emerged.
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