Victory Without Titan Form
From afar, the tempest formed by these swords seemed like an extraordinary attack.
At this moment, countless gazes witnessed the scene occur in the platform. The attack from Ferge had shocked them tremendously.
But just when the worry could be seen in their faces, buzzing sounds rang from the pale-red torrent in the sky. Suddenly, the sharp pale-red torrent froze for a moment and the speed of the storm was forcibly slowed down. Afterwards, it stopped completely.
Swish!
When the pale-red torrent was blocked, a silver glow from Erian skin which has been strengthened by the lightning god physique shone from the pale-red torrent. A large streak of lightning suddenly surged out from Erian, striking through the attack.
"CRACKLE!"