Chapter 327: Tier 9 Crimson Ray Rune Scroll
Felira maintained her support, continuously layering minor buffs and defenses around her companions, calmly observing and adjusting with elegant composure.
Yet even with their well-coordinated teamwork, the three remained unable to deliver a decisive blow.
The armored general, though hampered, retained a terrifying durability and strength, his dark aura pulsating with fierce power. Each time they pressed him, he responded with devastating counterattacks, forcing them back into careful defense.
Elias’s expression darkened, his breathing growing labored. "We can’t continue like this. His armor’s resistance to magic is far stronger than anticipated."
"We must find an opening," Kale said, voice tight but steady, eyes fixed firmly on the general. "Felira, we’ll need your strongest defensive spell. Elias, compress gravity into his armor’s joints precisely as I strike. We may yet break him."
Felira’s face grew solemn but determined. "Understood. I’ll do my utmost."
Elias nodded slowly, regaining his composure. "Then prepare. We only get one chance."
The three of them steeled themselves once more, their coordination tightening as their strategy crystallized clearly in their minds.
Around them, the chaotic sounds of battle raged unchecked, yet the trio’s focus narrowed sharply, their hearts set solely upon their formidable enemy, readying themselves for the decisive moment that would determine victory or defeat.
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The battle raged with furious intensity around Orion. Dust and debris swirled chaotically, magical explosions thundered in the distance, and the cries of warriors echoed hauntingly across the devastated plain.
But Orion’s attention remained locked onto the general facing him, each clash of their weapons reverberating with titanic force.