The explosions were continuous. Their figures shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye during the exchange of blades, large chunks of their bodies destroyed, and where the sharp blades passed, none survived!
The chopped ice crystals were gone with the wind in an instant, forming a vortex storm!
"Ahh..."
"Ehh—" At the very edge, a Frost Giant turned its head, suddenly seeing a companion in the center being slashed to shreds, and was struck with immense horror.
Giant storms of spinning Magic Blades fell from the sky. Farosa was merely swinging her sword casually, yet she sliced the ground into a complete mess. The surrounding mountains shook continuously, causing avalanches one after another.
By the time she landed in the valley, the entire land had been scarred with hundreds of intersecting slashes.
