The Japanese had never heard of the Blade Empress's achievements, although her entrance was strong, they also had their trump cards. However, there were two other teams on the field, and they sought to reap benefits from the chaos, so they withdrew and prepared to ambush from all around, waiting for an opportunity to strike.
The ultimate boss was heavily damaged, letting out pitiful roars and writhing, attempting a counterattack, but no one engaged in combat anymore; they all were wary of Elizabeth—there was no helping it, the Empress exerted too much pressure on everyone.
"Elizabeth, do you think riding a dragon makes you impressive?" Mu Nianqi provocatively challenged the Blade Empress, as blades of air materialized around her, forming a tornado before hissing towards her.
"Is that you? Still not dead?" Elizabeth, holding the reins, made the dragon lower its altitude, facing the incoming air blades without even blinking. She swung the Sword of Oath and Victory, scattering them.
