Alex lunged forward, his claws flashing with lethal intent, aiming for the now-stunned [Guardians of Hatred].
Their defenses were shattered, their bodies frozen in place, making them easy targets.
But just as he was about to strike, a sharp presence cut through the air: Lord X.
Standing at the far end of the room, he had been occupied with something, but now, he turned his attention toward Alex, his masked face snapping up as he realized what was about to happen.
His eyes flickered with irritation.
He didn't care about the [Guardians of Hatred], they were expendable.
But at this moment, he needed them alive, just for a few more seconds.
And Alex knew that.
Before Lord X could reach him, Alex immediately activated one of his most destructive skills.
[Flames of Oblivion]
[A storm of annihilating fire erupts, scorching everything within a 1-kilometer radius. These flames cannot be extinguished and bypass all resistances.]
