Black thorns began to appear on its arms, flames erupted from its tail, and sharp claws shot out—accompanied by howling winds!

The sky, which had just been cloudless, suddenly darkened, with gray clouds appearing as if they were about to fall from the sky; howling winds twisted the clouds—black tornadoes connected heaven and earth.

Within the tornado—a figure soared into the air like a cannonball, then crashed heavily into the Sarkaz elites' formation.

The sound, like a high-yield Originium bomb exploding, echoed outside Londinium, though it was quickly drowned out by the roar of engines—but it alerted the spies from all sides who were spying through binoculars on the city walls.

The three closest Sarkaz were torn to shreds by the impact and tornado; although the storm almost completely obscured the view, the Sarkaz elites quickly responded.

Various powerful Originium Arts instantly coalesced—the Sarkaz themselves are highly adaptable to magic, and these elites are also infected; their magic can even penetrate the armor of Steam Knights.

In an instant—black spells resembling spears, spheres radiating violent red and black energy, black lightning, and various curses with abnormal statuses were all aimed at Neltharion.

'Your incursion into the Sarkaz's ranks is the cause of your death, arrogant Drak.'

Neltharion's ability to summon a tornado truly shocked countless people. If this tornado were used to attack the Sarkaz, there would definitely be a chance of victory. However, he was too hasty, jumping into the middle of the Sarkaz's formation by himself... You should know that even 32 Steam Knights were slaughtered by the Sarkaz army.

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