Chapter 399: Three Seconds
Next came the sound of chanting and spellcasting.
At the same time, a fierce golden sword aura tore through the sky.
If Dean still couldn't guess who it was, he might as well bash his own head in...
"Dean, you're already injured. Leave this to me and Lord Dalson..." The Golden Sword Saint of the Red Dragon Mercenary Company gripped his greatsword tightly, battle aura swirling, sweeping across half the sky. In a dazzling instant, his sword aura engulfed the Wyvern King...
Dalson stood not far away, staff in hand, his aged face solemn as he cast spells in rapid succession. Judging by the magical fluctuations radiating from him, he was likely a Tier Three Title Archmage.
He might even be stronger than Dean...
And the Golden Sword Saint of the Red Dragon Mercenary Company was no slouch either...
A Title Archmage and a Sword Saint working together—now that's a luxury lineup!
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