I traveled through time and space and became the Archbishop of Stormwind!

"What weakness?"

Stella asked the question while simultaneously throwing an ice arrow with her backhand.

"If you keep me in suspense, I'm not talking to you anymore!"

Imortar was now enraged by the excruciating pain and the annihilation of the Fel Eye; that move was one of Imortar's signature techniques.

It once used this Evil Eye Summoning technique to almost destroy a city on its own, but its ultimate move was actually broken by the two people in front of it.

The hellhound's two heads thrashed wildly, and green fel blood splattered on the ground like filthy raindrops.

Four eyes burning with venomous flames were already fixed on Elwin, especially on the wound on his left shoulder that had almost been healed.

Imorta knew that the man before her was no ordinary person. In the past, it had fought against those who used the Holy Light many times, but none of them could use the power of the Holy Light with such mastery.

That sacred aura, to its perception, was like the most pungent poison, arousing its most primal destructive desires.

"Elwin, what exactly is your weakness?"

Stella asked anxiously again, her fingertips pulsating with frost magic, ready to respond to the next attack at any moment.

"Stella, have you noticed?"

Elwin took a deep breath, his gaze sharp as a hawk's, quickly scanning the raging behemoth.

"Its two heads—one for summoning and the other for breathing."

Elwin paused, then continued, "While one of the heads was attacking us, the other head was just standing there doing nothing! Perhaps it's because you can't do two things at once, or maybe their mana supply isn't enough to keep both heads busy at the same time!"

Upon hearing this, Stella immediately focused her attention.

This greatly surprised Stella.

Sure enough, when the left head spewed out fel flames, the right head made a barely perceptible movement; its eyes lowered slightly as if it were about to close and take a nap!

Once the fel flames had finished erupting, the dozing head instantly opened its eyes wide again. When the right head launched its attack, especially when it summoned the Fel Eye again, the same thing would happen to the left head.

The movement was very small, almost completely concealed by its massive body and wild attack pattern, yet Elwin managed to see through it.

"I saw!"

Stella instantly understood Elwin's intention.

"Its two heads cannot operate completely independently! Although the energy in its body is strong, it cannot support the output of both heads! When one head is moving violently, the other head's focus will be interrupted for a moment!"

"That's right! You're really smart!"

A golden light flashed in Erwin's eyes.

"Its thick hide makes it almost invincible, but it cannot launch complex, coordinated attacks with both heads! We must create an opportunity to simultaneously engage both heads in a powerful attack, forcing one of its heads to expose a greater vulnerability!"

Just then, Imhotep seemed to realize that the two were planning something.

It stopped blindly spewing flames, and the right head let out a low roar. The other head also raised its head and stopped attacking. The fel energy around it shone brightly again, clearly preparing for some kind of more terrifying area attack.

"There's no time to hesitate! Stella, trust me!"

Elwynn let out a low growl and raised the Beacon of the Naaru once more, the remaining holy energy beginning to gather relentlessly.

"I'll draw all its firepower. You prepare your strongest single-target ice spell. On my command, aim for the eye on its left side! The left side of its head looks more dangerous than the right! Make sure it feels a deadly threat!"

But your injury...

Stella's heart clenched as she looked at the still-unhealed wound on Alvin's shoulder and the almost desperate determination on his face.

"Believe me!"

Alvin's voice carried an undeniable power, as well as a sense of complete entrustment.

Stella said no more and nodded emphatically.

She began chanting at top speed, the surrounding temperature plummeted, and tiny blue ice crystals even condensed in the air. An energy far more concentrated than the previous blizzard was being compressed between her hands, aimed directly at Imhotep's left head.

Hey! Big guy! Look here!

With a wave of his right hand, Elwin scattered several golden feathers under his feet. Stepping on the feathers, he suddenly increased his speed and quickly ran forward a distance, while unleashing all the holy light within his body without reservation!

"Energy Infusion!"

His entire body was once again enveloped in a soft golden light. Although he was unable to unfurl his wings of light again, the pure aura of light was an absolute attraction for the hellhound, second only to provocation!

"Hey! You little brat! Take this yo-yo kick!"

He thrust both palms forward with a sudden burst, and a spherical ball of holy light shot out. Although its power was far less than the previous "Ultimate Asceticism," its speed was extremely fast!

The sacred energy it contained was like a cannonball; before Imorta could even dodge, it struck him hard on the head.

Imorta was furious, or more precisely, the fire-breathing head on the left was furious!

Its attention was completely drawn to it!

Provoked by such a small and wounded prey, its rage reached its peak in an instant!

It opened its huge mouth and let out a deafening roar. Its blood-red maw opened wide, revealing several layers of sharp teeth and a bottomless, blood-red throat.

An unprecedented surge of fel energy began to converge, forming a violently spinning vortex of green flames!

The head on the right, which had been emitting a warning roar, now closed its eyes as all its energy was drained.

"Now! Stellagrass!"

As Elwin roared, he condensed his last bit of holy light into a crumbling barrier, preparing to withstand the onslaught of fel flames!

"Disintegration Ray!"

Stella let out a sharp cry, transforming her condensed frost magic into a ghostly blue ray. This ray was exceptionally bright, seemingly capable of freezing the surrounding light, and shot with unparalleled precision at an unfathomable speed toward the eye burning with fel energy on the left side of Imhotep's head!

This strike was swift, accurate, and ruthless!

It contains the ultimate chilling aura of the blue dragon's bloodline!

"Pfft!"

The ray struck its target precisely, and the azure frost clashed violently with the green fel flames, producing a piercing, corrosive sound!

The left side of the head emitted a painful scream as its intact eyeball was instantly disintegrated by the beam of light!

The extreme cold pierced through the eyeballs and drilled directly into the hellhound's brain, continuing to shoot backward and finally penetrating its head, creating a large hole oozing green blood!

This sudden and devastating blow seemed to have completely exceeded Imhotep's expectations.

The left side of his head lost all function instantly and drooped limply.

The right side of the head only experienced a brief moment of disorientation before regaining consciousness due to the intense pain coming from the left side.

It looked at its wound on its left side in horror and let out a painful howl!

"Give me this head!"

Alvin was waiting for this fleeting moment.

He had been preparing for this moment, channeling his power within his body. His entire body instantly changed from gold to dark, revealing that he had activated his Shadow Form!

He didn't use any complicated incantations; he simply gathered the power at his fingertips and gently tapped the right side of his head.

"Shadow Burst!"

The pitch-black light shot out silently and easily penetrated Imhotep's neck on the right side of his head.

Time seemed to freeze at this moment.

Imothar's right-hand pupil, usually filled with savage fury, suddenly contracted to its limit. Black shadow energy seeped from the wound that had struck it, spreading rapidly from the inside out.

Wherever the shadow passed, Imortar's dark red thick skin, solid muscles, and boiling fel energy were silently disintegrated, like pencil marks erased by an eraser, turning into the most primal dust of light.

Its struggles ceased, its massive body stiffened in place, and it slowly and completely vanished into the nectar.

This terrifying behemoth crashed to the ground like a toppled mountain, raising clouds of dust.

It roared in resentment, its malevolent eyes fixed on Elwin.

"Stop looking at me, just go back to your Twisted Void and don't let me see you again."

Elwin chuckled, panting as he slung his staff over his shoulder, gently helped Stella, who was exhausted from magic, to her feet, and made a face at Imorta.