"Pah! Damn it! I should've waited until it flew lower before making my move."
With a curse, Allen slowly rose from the blazing sea of fire.
Although he had not suffered any serious burns, his body was covered in black dust, and the life energy surrounding him was far less vigorous than before. He looked somewhat bedraggled.
There was no need to ask. That strike in the sky had consumed too much energy, leaving him unable to maintain his full Defense Stance.
But the immediate effect was obvious!
After losing one wing, the enormous dragonhawk could no longer fly.
With no other choice, the High Priest swiftly changed forms, transforming from a dragonhawk into a half-man, half-eagle creature.
Because Gayle's power was sealed within his body, he was far stronger than before. He stood over four meters tall, and his entire face no longer bore the slightest resemblance to a Troll's. Instead, it had been replaced by eagle-like eyes and a beak, while towering fury and hatred flickered in his pupils.
With one wing forcibly severed, this guy had only one intact arm left.
The shoulder on the other side had been completely cut through. Even with a Wild God's powerful regenerative ability, blood continued to seep from it.
Clearly, the immense life energy that had previously clung to the blade still lingered around the wound, slowing cell division and self-repair.
Without a doubt!
For the High Priest who had fused with the Dragonhawk God's power, this was an absolute humiliation that could never be washed away.
Especially since that Titanium greatsword had not been enhanced by any magical power. It should have been utterly incapable of cutting through his demigod body.
Yet the unknown energy attached to the blade had erupted with an unbelievable, terrifying power at the crucial