This is probably the first time Lord South Wind has spoken on the battlefield. Its voice is as hoarse and unpleasant as the lightning moving in the wind. It is like a bad old man full of bad intentions. It does not have the elegance of the Elemental Lord at all.

No wonder it's always silent.

In Xiamet's raised hands, the thunderclouds flying all over the sky roared together, and then focused on the crystal valley in front of it in the form of thousands of thunder and lightning. The thousands of thunderlights gathered together, just like a real

The same disaster as the world's annihilation.

However, just when Tyrion was about to spread his power and protect the children, a special power suddenly burst out in the deepest part of the Crystal Valley...

The emergence of this power caused Tyrion, who was about to save the situation, to stop suddenly in mid-air. He looked at the battlefield in the Crystal Valley covered by lightning. After a moment, a smile appeared on the face of the great lord. In that smile,

Full of parental pride...

"Good boy...didn't let me down..."

The violent winds and thunderclouds that were noisy and restless throughout the desert of Silithus suddenly stopped at this moment, as if they had received orders from a higher level. South Wind Lord Xiamet looked blankly at the rapidly dissipating madness around him.

Thunder and lightning, it looked at the dense clouds slowly retreating in the sky, and the dusk sunlight once again shone on the earth.

In less than 5 seconds, the battlefield where it originally had the upper hand was instantly overturned. In the mid-air illuminated by the sun, Shiamet saw an elf suspended in the sky.

It's like an audience, looking at it.

But this is not because of the intervention of that creature with terrifying power, no! This is not, this is another kind of power, the power of wind...a power of wind that is more advanced than it.

Quiet breeze!

In the history of the Sky Wall, there are only two elements with such terrifying power to command the winds. It is impossible for Al'Akir, the Wind Rider, to appear here, so the only ones that interfere with the battlefield are...

"Has been missing for hundreds of thousands of years, Siamet..."

Suspended in mid-air like a storm goddess, Dornan's eyes shone with beating blue lightning. The invisible wind wrapped her slender body. Outside her body, layers of wind power quickly gathered.

, allowing Sunderland's body to stand on the ground again. The resurrected Wind Prince opened his hand, and the Blade of Quiet Wind shining with endless thunder appeared in its hand.

Sunderland, the Wind Chaser, who used Dornan's body to project his consciousness, looked at the frightened South Wind Lord Xiamet in front of him. Its roaring voice sounded on the completely quiet battlefield:

"You're still the same rat as before! You're so worthless!"

"But it doesn't matter, Siamet... The hatred of the past, the betrayal of the past, the betrayal of the past... The accounts between me and the Lord of the Four Winds, today, we will slowly settle the matter..."
Chapter completed!