Chapter 777: The Final Trump Card!

Atop the peak, Boreas Sharp's clothes snapped in the wind. He leaned on Snowshadow, yet stood ramrod straight. Over the cliff, five avatars clashed with twenty Innate experts. As expected, they were quickly forced back and swallowed by the mass. Boreas's face grew paler; darkness swam at the edges of his vision. If not for his iron will, he might have toppled off the cliff. He waited-for an opening. When the five avatars were tightly encircled by the twenty, the Blood Fox across the way let...