Chương 87: Trump Card

While he was running, Aion saw the path of destruction created by the enemy. It looked like a giant monster had dragged its tail… in any case, the enemy could afford to attack like that because he assumed that his defense was perfect. Since the shadow armor could stop wounds and stop Caelis from feeling pain, it probably could prevent him from suffering from dizziness… so he could stay like that for as long as he wanted.

"It would be a pretty good way to defeat a lot of enemies without using mana… come to think of it, Horis also could use his weird power without worrying about costs…" Aion thought.

Aion had to face the enemy, and against that momentum in that situation, he couldn't stop it with brute strength alone. Still, he turned around and readied his spear… when the enemy finally got close enough, he began to stab the massive sphere of dark spikes. He was so fast that the other guys couldn't even see Aion's arms moving…