Chapitre 741: Pale Imitation

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Outside Siren's main headquarters...

Izroth's Ninth Sword Form: World Quelling Ripple immediately extinguished all hostile energy sources within twenty meters. After doing so, the ripples continued to travel outward with every passing second.

As the ripples approached Enigma, a mystical aura encompassed his body. Then, just as the energy neutralizing wave from Izroth's ninth sword form washed over Enigma, it came to an abrupt halt.

'Hm?'

Izroth quickly discovered that there was something off about the quelling ripples after they made contact with Enigma. For some reason, he could no longer feel a connection to his ninth sword form. It was as if something interfered with his control over the sword skill.

"Resisting is futile." Enigma's voice sounded from right next to Izroth.

Izroth swept his sword in a full arc was as his Sword of the Storm sliced through the air!

Swoosh!