Malone's slash was astonishing, dealing considerable damage to Razor Man head-on.
However...
Razor Man, who had been blasted away, flew straight out of the Underground Area and into the urban district of the Holy City.
If a highly destructive mid-level being like this fought on the surface of the Holy City, countless civilians would inevitably be affected.
Ordinary human flesh did not even need to be sliced by blades; merely being brushed by a trace of its aura would turn them completely into chunks of meat.
If the battle dragged on too long, the Holy City itself might even be razed to the ground.
Using Death God's Eye, Alex observed Razor Man a thousand meters above the Holy City. Seeing that his opponent was still repairing his injuries, Alex immediately drew upon the power of the throne to restore Death Space.
"This guy could clearly have continued pursuing me just now, and there was a certain chance he could have killed me completely.
"But because of the Demonic Aura leaking from Malone, he immediately switched targets... This guy must enjoy killing powerful enemies.
"As long as Malone and I remain down here, he will definitely come looking for us himself.
"We absolutely cannot move the battlefield into the city..."
However,
while Alex was reconstructing Death Space and waiting for Razor Man to return on his own,
Malone, whose mind was in chaos and who had fallen into a berserk state, had no intention of waiting.
Whoosh!
A pair of black wings flowing with hellish lava spread from Malone's back, their surfaces covered in all manner of thorn-like protrusions.
Just as he was about to pursue Razor Man in the skies above the Holy City,
Buzz!
A Silver Scythe blocked his path.
"Malone! Stay here... That guy will definitely come down