Almost the instant the battle began, Smile, her lips pressed tight, realized that she was truly in serious trouble this time. The reason was simple: this was Punk's magic tower, not the vast Star Realm, much less a fragile ordinary plane. The terrain here was not only cramped but also difficult to destroy. Evading enemy attacks in a place like this was far more difficult than usual.
More importantly, the unfortunate maiden goddess did not dare engage Punk in close combat at all. Yes, as an "assassin" specializing in close-quarters combat, she was now unable to fight at close range, because Punk's Bright Moon ultimate move, Embrace of Destruction, was a terrifying threat that Smile could not ignore. Thus, Whisper of Destruction was practically invincible from the outset, while the maiden goddess, trapped inside the magic tower without even enough time to search for an exit, seemed to be waiting bit by bit for death to arrive.
In fact, there was no need for any flashy spell bombardment. Breath of Destruction alone was enough to leave the cornered Smile in a miserable state. When that torrent of energy, tearing through laws and space as it surged forward with unstoppable force, reached her like a tidal wave racing through the corridor, the helpless maiden goddess could only generate a shield with divine power and forcibly withstand it.
Breath of Destruction might not possess the powerful shield-breaking effect of Destructive Death Cone, but it was a Bright Moon Level Spell exceptionally adept at rapidly corroding an enemy's defenses and draining their strength in a short time. Tanking such damage was no wiser than a mortal trying to bathe in lava. Even if a sufficiently thick "turtle shell" could hold out temporarily, how long could even the toughest protective effect endure?
Thus, once