In the distorted world of Marquis May, Alastair found herself surrounded by four powerful True Bloods. Yet no fear dared to intrude on her heart as her supple lips curled into an arrogant smile.
"Bringing me somewhere else..."
"Did your daddy not teach you how foolish that strategy is?"
A beam of solid light pierced through the distorted world, hurtling towards the gorgeous, white-haired lady. But it was halted midway as reality shattered into glass.
The attack came from none other than Duke December, the strongest of the True Bloods. Through his Blood Technique, he was capable of solidifying light while maintaining their speed.
It made his attack instantaneous.
"You have to do more than that."
The world shook as kilometer-long giants erupted from the earth. They wielded swords that were the size of mountains and swung them towards the White Devil.
Marquis June furrowed his eyebrows as Alastair stretched her hand towards the towering giants and clenched her fingers together.
