Frost and cold wind condensed into spiderweb-like cracks on Aleister's rune blade, and the phase prism spinning at Onosus's fingertips suddenly shattered.
"You actually showed yourself here? The 'Magic King' Onosus..."
"Weren't you quite eager for this day to come? Aleister Yaming, rebelling against me with your private troops, you are still too naive."
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