High in the sky.
Seeing the familiar gold-red streak of light rising from the Asa camp and circling in front of her before flying off into the distance, Freya understood the signal and chased after it on horseback.
As she arrived at a desolate open area, Luo En turned his head back and his eyes revealed a trace of amazement.
At this moment, Freya, with feathers adorning her silver helmet and wearing a blood-red slim-fitting battle dress, held a small round shield in one hand and the invincible Golden Sword in the other. Riding a small valiant white-winged Pegasus and boasting a beautiful countenance with a stern demeanor, she looked the very image of a rose on the battlefield.
Luo En raised his hand slightly and summoned the Fiery Flame Demon Sword from the Magic Circle Diagram, teasingly speaking up,
"You dare to follow? Quite brave. You got away last time, but you may not be so lucky this time."
"Hmph, it's not certain who will win yet!"
