389 The Perfect Necromancer Joins The Fray

The trees ahead exploded into thousands of wooden splinters as the head of the giant cyan serpent lunged at us.

Its speed was staggering, but we were faster.

Anastasia darted forward, with Nero closely following behind her. I couldn't help but clench my fists.

It's almost as if they don't even feel fear.

Shaking my head, I summoned the Bringer of Lost Flames in my left hand, letting the immolating flames engulf the crimson spear.

Thwaam—!!

Up ahead, Anastasia swung her fists, which were enveloped in glowing golden gauntlets made of pure mana, at the colossal serpent.

Her punches shattered the sound barrier, sending a disorienting shockwave rippling through the area.

Her blows connected with the serpent, but instead of recoiling, the colossal monster charged into her like a speeding train.