Chapter 227
One strike.
Two strikes.
Three strikes.
A seamless barrage of sword slashes filled the space, relentlessly targeting Ragna Eckrion's blade.
It was as if countless warriors were attacking in perfect harmony, each strike fluid, swift, and beautiful—all for the sole purpose of slaying one mighty foe.
Each arc of Seong’s sword carved through the air, intercepting Ragna Eckrion’s brutal swings.
CHAAAANG—!!!
Around them, sword auras clashed, shattering upon impact and scattering like shattered glass.
The fragments of sword energy flew in all directions, cutting through anything they touched.
Seong’s attacks left countless slashes across the battlefield, while Ragna Eckrion’s created deep, devastating wounds upon the land.
At first, Ragna Eckrion’s eyes widened in surprise.
But soon, his expression darkened—his brows furrowed as his pride was wounded.