Chapter 351: I Don't Have a Trump Card!

Stefan Zimmerman's body blazed with violet-gold radiance, as if he had been forged into a living weapon. In a heartbeat, he slammed head-on into the white dragon formed from Holy Light. Boom, boom, boom! Terrifying energy roared outward in all directions. The Holy Light dragon was obliterated on the spot. Even the searing, surging flames failed to stall Stefan for so much as a second. Whoosh! His momentum never faltered. In the blink of an eye, he was right in front of the Paladin, and he drove...