"He is both the whip urging me to enhance my power and the scythe that harvests the fruits. From that moment, I realized that to defeat you, to hurt you, relying solely on my own strength is far from enough!"
"I need the power of other worlds!"
The Silver Dragon was about to say something, but at that moment, the wound on her forehead suddenly expanded, and chaotic energy began surging from within.
Roger detected waves that entirely did not belong to this world.
"The struggles of an ant—how many times can you still unleash the same attack?"
"This is the only attack with which I can harm you, but it's enough!"
The Sword Master Cold Crow chuckled carefreely. At the same time, the white figure gradually dissipated.
"Explode!"
With a cold shout, the wound on the Silver Dragon's forehead expanded, and then her enormous dragon head exploded thunderously!
"I know I can't kill you, but I also know how to wound you so gravely that you'll never recover!"
