Chapter 208: You're Not Worthy!

"Nigel Lawson, stop!" The shout rang out, and three figures stepped into view. Alendor's three Guardians had all arrived. At the front stood an elderly man with hair like a white waterfall. He wore antique robes, as if he had walked straight out of an ancient painting. Every inch of him felt otherworldly, his presence calm and commanding. The moment the Master of Aetherwyrm Peak saw them, he finally let out the breath he had been holding. "Anlorn Guardian!" "Celestial Valiant Guardian!"...