"...Tsar Bomb?"
Chewing on this term that was exceedingly foreign to him, Dalaisai's eyes fixed on the object flying towards him, a cold arc suddenly tracing the corner of his lips.
"What's this, is this your trump card?"
"How sad, you actually tried to use such a crude method to trigger a forbidden power?" A hint of dark blue chill flashed in his eyes, pointing towards the oncoming missile, "In this regard, the Dwarf Demons do much better than you!"
"Hum—"
With a light hum, the missile was instantly enveloped in an azure light.
Dalaisai sidestepped, allowing the missile to bypass him and crash into the earth with a thunderous noise.
The missile quickly deformed and shattered, but the anticipated apocalyptic explosion did not occur.
Everyone present was dumbfounded, as if the fire in their hearts had been suddenly drenched with ice water.
Why?!
How could this be?!
Why did it end up like this?!
