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The towering Divine Descendant Hall in the snow reaches into the clouds.
The originally crystalline surface still emits a dazzling golden glow, as if molten lava is flowing within it.
This is the miraculous stone that remains immortal after enduring the baptism of billions of years.
But at this moment, the structure is struck and echoed by the various forms of Gaiat's figure.
Enraged to the extreme, Gaiat took several near-fatal consecutive pursuits in close range, but with substantial damage reduction and life-saving equipment, his body was not knocked back again. He quickly stabilized his form between the ground and mid-air, dark purple fog formations started to erupt around him, like the anger in Gaiat's eyes, the invisible mana barrier before him resisted Sigrid's fist, his form dissolving the sound of concealment and the air waves rolling away in circles again.
"Too despicable, Sigrid!"
