Orson waved his hand casually, and his clones mimicked the same movement almost simultaneously.
The Wind Element Goddess's ethereal voice rang out, a series of seven melodious calls that echoed through the air.
Though the goddess' chants were gentle at first, there was something oddly unsettling about them. The once soft breeze became unnervingly turbulent.
In just a few seconds, seven azure streaks of light shot straight toward the Ghost King's palace!
Ghost King appeared startled, quickly realizing the imminent danger. She waved her staff, and eight blood-red barriers materialized in front of her.
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
The divine spear collided fiercely with the blood shields, but the seven Infinite Dimensions mages attacked in unison, and even an S-class Blood Demon spell struggled to withstand their combined power.
In an instant, the blood shields shattered, and Ghost King let out a pained grunt.
