Rise of the White Dragon
chapter-421

Ingrid Anjos donned her sophisticated, feminine armor as she flew through the sky with her blood wings. Her slim, curvaceous figure was accentuated by the armor that enveloped her body, with gold details and precious stones that shimmered in the sunlight. Her blonde hair flew behind her, dancing in the wind as she moved through the air with grace and agility.

The blood wings were incredibly detailed, almost looking real with their dark veins and flowing red fluid dripping from the feathers. The wings flapped powerfully, propelling Ingrid through the air at great speed. As she flew, small drops of blood detached from the wings, leaving a trail of ruby behind her.

Ingrid seemed to be in complete harmony with her wings, moving with ease and elegance. She looked down with her bright green eyes, observing the world below. As she moved through the sky, the armor glistened in the sunlight, catching the attention of everyone who saw her.

With her sophisticated armor and blood wings, Ingrid looked like a true Goddess among mortals.

As Ingrid flew, she created small blood scythes with her Origin powers. With impressive precision, she threw the scythes toward the frenzied mutant animals causing chaos in the city below. Her shots were accurate, cutting down many of the animals and preventing them from causing further destruction.

With each animal Ingrid killed, she sucked their blood, creating a huge ball of blood that followed her through the air. It was the ammunition she used to create new blood scythes and continue attacking. With incredible skill, she created and launched blood scythes in quick succession, as if dancing through the air.

Although her speed was impressive, she was still slower than Luan, who controlled the clouds to keep an eye on all locations and attack from all directions. However, if only using their powers directly like her, Ingrid could even be faster than him.

As she flew, Ingrid maintained a concentrated expression, her green eyes fixed on the horizon. She knew she needed to keep fighting, even if the situation seemed desperate. Her blood-origin powers were strong and powerful, but she knew there were limits to what she could do alone.

Despite this, Ingrid never gave up. As she flew through the sky, creating and launching blood scythes with impressive skill, it was impossible not to be impressed by her courage and determination.

The armor that Ingrid wore was made of a sophisticated material that shone with a golden light under the sun. It fit perfectly to her slender body, protecting her from any damage that could occur during battle. The armor was adorned with intricate and attractive details, making Ingrid look like a goddess of war as she flew through the sky.

Her blonde hair cascaded down to her waist, flying in the wind as she flew. Her bright green eyes seemed to light up with the intensity of battle as she created and threw blood scythes with impressive skill.

"What an incredible woman!" exclaimed a man who was watching from afar. "She's so fast and strong."

"I've never seen anything like this," said a woman, impressed with Ingrid's abilities. "She's a true warrior."

On the other hand, there were those who were terrified by the sight of Ingrid flying through the skies. They wondered if she was an ally or an enemy, and feared being targets of her attacks.

"That woman is scary," said a man, trembling with fear. "I don't want to have anything to do with her."

"I think she's fighting against the frenzied creatures," said another person, trying to understand the situation. "But it's better not to get too close."

Despite the different reactions of the people, there was no denying that Ingrid was an impressive figure. With her sophisticated armor and blood wings, she stood out in the skies, fighting against the frenzied creatures and showing her strength and skill.

As she flew through the skies, Ingrid could feel the curious and fearful gazes of the people below. Some hid and protected themselves, fearing what she could do with her blood powers. Others, however, admired her, amazed at the ability and grace with which she flew with her blood wings.

In one of the few moments she landed on the ground to rest, she was surrounded by a group of curious children. They watched her with wide eyes, fascinated by her sophisticated armor and blood wings.

"Is she a hero?" asked a girl with bright brown eyes.

"I think so," answered an older boy with a smile on his face. "She has incredible powers, did you see how she flies?"

Meanwhile, an older man watched the scene with suspicion. "I don't trust these people with supernatural powers," he muttered to a friend beside him. "Who knows what they are capable of doing."

But regardless of what people thought, Ingrid continued to fly through the skies, fighting against the frenzied beings and protecting those who couldn't protect themselves. She knew that her blood powers were powerful and that they could instill fear in people, but she also knew that it was her responsibility to use them for good.

As she flew, more and more people began to admire her, seeing her as a true hero, a protector in a dangerous and chaotic world. And even with all the doubts and fears, Ingrid knew she was doing the right thing and that her power could make a difference in the fight against the frenzied beings.

'I shouldn't care just because some ignorant people speak badly of me,' Ingrid murmured in her heart, keeping her head held high as she continued to fly towards the next point of attack of the frenzied beings.

As she flew, Ingrid continued to create small blood scythes and throw them with precision, cutting down many frenzied animals in the process.

While flying at high speed, Ingrid ended up encountering Luan along the way. She spotted him riding on his flying cloud, focused on his task of saving the inhabitants of Uruguay.

"You're here," Luan, who was always indifferent and cold, smiled.

"Yes, shall we go to the next country?" She asked.

Although they hadn't gotten rid of all the frenzied beings in this country, they had already relieved a good part of the burden, and now the rest would depend on the powers of the inhabitants and the government of Uruguay.

Luan nodded, and they both flew together on his flying cloud toward the next country that needed help. During the flight, they exchanged information about the last battles they had faced and shared strategies to deal with the different types of frenzied beings they would encounter.

Ingrid felt comfortable in Luan's presence.

As they flew, they passed through several cities and towns, many of which were in ruins due to the attacks of the frenzied beings. Ingrid felt a deep sadness seeing the suffering and destruction that these beings had caused to innocent people.

Finally, they arrived in the country that needed help. As soon as they landed on the ground, Ingrid and Luan prepared to face the frenzied beings that were terrorizing the population.

With her elegant and sophisticated armor and blood wings, Ingrid looked like a goddess of war. She ran at high speed, creating blood scythes that sliced the frenzied beings into pieces.

Luan, on the other hand, controlled the clouds and created spectacular storms that struck the frenzied beings with lightning and hail. His ability to manipulate the clouds was truly impressive, and Ingrid admired the dexterity with which he controlled the elements of nature.

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