Bab 821: Chapter 687 Loren: I give you the chance to challenge me

Poseen District 10 Center.

In this evening of flashing lightning and pouring rain, the very northern edge of the Demon World of Poseen seemed to have become the battleground of the gods' fury.

Gathering her breath, Aitio, the one to confront Lord Perlman, gathered all her magic power.

In an instant, a chilling current surged across the ground; the summer night felt as if winter had descended, turning even the violent rain into hail.

Where the magic power swept, the ground instantly frosted over, and ice pillars shot up, connecting with the lightning, intended to trap Lord Perlman within.

Perlman neither dodged nor avoided; with a single-handed wave, an invisible psychic barrier met the ice pillars.

The two energies collided in mid-air, erupting into a deafening boom.

Ice shards flew in all directions, psychic power scattered, and Perlman stood unmovable.

"Not bad, you've improved quite a bit."