As she spoke, Yanifet raised her hand, releasing an astonishing chill all over her body.
"————"
At that moment, Ivy and Leo felt a surge of cold fear in their hearts.
Their excellent battle instincts told them that the woman in front of them had become very dangerous and terrifying.
Before the astonishing chill emerged, a horrendous pressure had already descended upon them, causing their faces to change dramatically.
If this continues... they will die!
Realizing this, Ivy and Leo couldn't even muster a bit of resistance, firmly pressured by that force and coldness, their bodies frozen in place, unable to move.
It wasn't just them; even Lilith tensed up in that instant, her eyes turning into slits as she stared at Yanifet, her face becoming ferocious, almost as if her true demonic form was about to emerge, her sense of crisis overwhelmed her.
"Buzz!"
The Moslo Sword, held in Liz's embrace, inexplicably began to tremble with some nostalgic, some excited vibration.
