Grand Duke Larson was stunned, but with his quick wit, he countered with his own technique. A purple flame burst from his palm, colliding with the flame that emerged from the spatial crack.
Clap, clap!
"Well, it's better for you to act yourself and show your true self," Aldrian said while clapping beside Carol. From the start, he had been with Carol, acting as her guardian. None of the Duclan family members knew his identity, but Carol insisted that he would protect her. Many doubted that a marquess-stage cultivator could keep Carol safe, yet she stood firm in her belief in Aldrian.
If she doesn't believe in the person who saved her and destroyed Boraz Fortress, then who is she supposed to believe?
Right now, Grand Duke Larson was blocking the fire from the spatial crack with his own flame. However, from his flame, everyone could sense an energy that was all too familiar to the populace of the continent.
The devil energy
