chapter 1259 own people

Melodyhorn was being pushed back under the assault of Spring Sage.

The whisk in the hands of Spring Sage seemed to carry some kind of immortal magic that deterred Melodyhorn from touching it.

"It's wrong!"

Mateo was staring intently at Spring Sage's attack.

The moment Spring Sage swung his whisk, Mateo saw some sparkling things hidden within the whisk.

"Get lost!" Melodyhorn roared, resisting the whisk swung by Spring Sage, and punched out.

Spring Sage's...