Even if the Abyss's actions were futile and could not affect him for now, Gwen had no intention of continuing to endure the Abyss's harassment at close range.
Faced with a formidable enemy like Gwen, the Abyss, which possessed little capacity for thought, had only the urge to corrupt and devour—to seize a body stronger than its current one, then destroy this seal and ruin everything.
Thus, as Gwen retreated, Abyss Midir, whose hind leg had already been broken by Gwen's attack, half the bone piercing through its flesh, rapidly beat its wings and took flight. It circled through the air before pouncing at Gwen once more.
Gwen felt no admiration whatsoever for Abyss Midir, which not only refused to flee but dared to strike back at him—
The disgusting madness and distortion clinging to it had already inflicted considerable mental damage on Gwen, psychologically speaking.
Therefore, when faced with Abyss Midir's dragon-like pounce, Gwen directly summoned the Spark Gun, meeting the charging Abyss Midir with the weapon wrapped in golden lightning.
Then, like a charging light cavalryman crashing into pikemen standing On High Alert, Abyss Midir was skewered directly on Gwen's deliberately extended Spark Gun, letting out a miserable roar.
But while Midir roared, the Abyss covering its body seemed to ignore the threat of the lightning on the Spark Gun. It writhed madly, surging forward one after another toward the shaft, attempting to crawl along it toward Gwen.
Anor Londo had somehow become completely devoid of people. Tainted by the scattered aura of the Abyss, it appeared desolate and ruined. The giant's spear tip held up a twisted evil dragon, while the writhing Abyss, unwilling to accept defeat, vented its madness and distortion as it tried to counterattack the giant.
Under that twisted aura, even the clouds hanging