บท 1165: 7th Order Demigod, Frightening Prowess

"Very well," Rimehelm said, closing his eyes and taking several deep breaths. "I was saving this until I was sure I couldn't win, but it seems I have no choice but to use it at the start of our battle."

Aurora watched him curiously, not taking the opportunity to attack. If she had wanted to kill him, she could have done so the moment she entered the throne room without much effort. But she wouldn't gain anything without letting him showcase his skills and trump cards.

Orion observed, equally curious, waiting to see what the trump card of a Harbinger would be.

Suddenly, a surge of Vylkr energy erupted from Rimehelm's body, enveloping him like a blazing inferno; countless thick strands of Vylkr energy covered him. Then, a strange phenomenon began to occur. The energy slowly compressed against his body, forming an armoured layer until his entire form was encased in a shell of Vylkr energy.

Reinforcement Technique!