Arya's expression was cold as frost. The white holy sword in her hand lifted a massive pillar of sacred light and slashed down violently.

On the ground below, Andrew's expression was ice-cold. Storm energy swirled around Godslayer, and his aura surged wildly. With a single strike of his own, he met her attack head-on.

"Andrew, you devil, I told you I wouldn't let you continue growing stronger." Arya's face was sacred and solemn, devoid of any emotion. "As long as I am here, you'll never achieve your demonic ambitions and desires in the Wastelands!"

Andrew snorted coldly. "Arya, you crazy woman, I've been waiting for you for ages!"

Arya sneered. "Looks like you knew I wouldn't just stand by and watch. Then you should be prepared to be completely annihilated!"

Her white holy sword came crashing down again with overwhelming force. The dazzling sacred light was so bright it was blinding.

Andrew's greatsword struck back in rapid succession. Even so, he was still being suppressed by th