"Clara, sir, step back and protect yourselves. I'll break this array," he said calmly, drawing the Dragonslayer Sword.
The blade was plain, lacking brilliance. Yet the moment it was drawn, a fierce aura that could cut through cause and annihilate all law surged upward, diluting the murderous aura emanating from the Northern Abyss Immortal-Slaying Ice Array.
The general's pupils contracted slightly. He sensed the sword's extraordinary nature.
"Attack!" he commanded, though confident in his array.
"Black Tortoise World Suppression! Total Frost!"
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