Chapitre 202: A Dragon's Roar

A cruel smirk split Elaris' face as he bolted toward Adam, the noise of his spinning drill echoing with his judgment.

"For the sin of attacking my queen, die, demonic gnat!"

His drill ruffled Adam's hair, mere centimeters from tearing through flesh. Victory was at his fingertips, yet his lips twisted at the thought of Adam as Sylvie's loyal dog.

Can a dog that bites its master's hand ever truly be trusted?

He shook his head, banishing the doubt. The lethal liquid squirting from his spell and dissolving the ground spoke for him. However, his eyes widened the next second as Adam's immobile frame blurred.

The drill about to slaughter him missed its mark by a few centimeters, piercing the space between his arm and side instead of his torso.

In the same fluid motion, his abyssal blade flashed like dark lightning, the icy edge biting into his iron-like barrier.