"----"
Time seemed to have completely stopped at this moment.
Shien's slash, as fast as light itself, seemed frozen in space. Or rather, it had been slowed hundreds of thousands of times over. In Danas's eyes, it suddenly slowed down, yet continued unwaveringly toward him.
It was a killing blow.
Not to mention that the Holy Sword could now sever even large-scale ritual destruction magic like Demon God's Flames with a single slash, nearly cutting through space itself—if such power landed on a person, the damage would be unimaginable. Its Sacred Power alone was incomparably lethal poison to Danas.
Do not forget that Danas had already become a genuine demon.
He was even the incarnation the Demon King had once left behind in this world.
Someone like him only needed to be struck once by the Holy Sword, his natural enemy, to be instantly purified by the Sacred Power upon it, reduced to dust, and vanish without a trace.
Therefore, this truly was a killing blow.
Provided it could hit.
With his pupils contracted to needlepoints, even as the Sacred Power radiating from the Holy Sword swept over him and made every inch of his skin sting intensely, Danas's lips suddenly curled into the faintest of smiles.
"...!"
Shien, who was slashing at Danas, suddenly sensed something.
However, before Shien could react, the abnormality occurred first.
"Bzzzz—!"
Mysterious patterns emerged across Danas's body.
Those patterns seemed to come alive. They suddenly surged up, detached from Danas one by one like parasites clinging to bone, and wrapped themselves around Shien.
Shien only felt as though his entire body had been stuck fast by an astonishing force. This time, he truly froze in front of Danas as though time had stopped, unable to move.
The dazzling Holy Sword stopped less than five