Chapitre 401: Chapter397-The Return of the Goddess of Beauty

While others marveled at Sargeras's unusually talkative behavior, only Leslie kept her focus entirely on Owen. Something about him felt different—subtle, yet undeniable.

"Owen, what are you really up to?"

Leslie's unease grew as she watched him.

Under the gaze of countless spectators, the tension between Owen and Sargeras reached its zenith. Almost simultaneously, they struck.

Sargeras wielded his fel blade, its cold, ruthless light slicing through the air. With a single step forward, he unleashed a blade light so vast it tore the heavens asunder.

Within this river of destruction radiated an aura of annihilation, reducing everything in its path to ashes.

One swing, and the stars shattered.

The heavens darkened as the terrifying attack loomed. The onlookers felt the chill of death creeping closer, knowing that even a glancing blow from this attack meant obliteration.