Chapter 395: I'm starting to admire you.

Countless icy spikes hung suspended in midair, each one glimmering with a ghostly blue chill. Every needle carried an edge sharp enough to pierce metal and stone. They packed the air in front of Asher Jauncy, so dense the killing intent almost seemed to take shape. Elder Myron nearly lost his wits. He shouted at Asher with all he had. "Asher Jauncy! Stop! The Holy Maiden is truly enraged. Take one more step and you'll really die!" The aura rolling off Jane was terrifying. It was a majesty that...