On the main street before the front gate of Doom Town, a giant fist formed from energy came crashing down from the sky, smashing toward the Immortal.
With a swish, a long blade bearing a trace of rust slashed through it, cleaving the energy fist in two and making it explode. Seeing this, Oi Si, standing atop a totem pole, wore a worried expression. She hesitated over whether to go all out. Her healer role was an act, and with the battle reaching this point, she felt like rushing over.
Compared with the brawny healer Oi Si and the Killing Bee, White Bull and the Captain had drawn the short straw. The two of them were engaged in close combat with the Immortal.
With a bang, the Immortal kicked White Bull in the chest. The strips of cloth covering his body fluttered as he swung his blade backhanded toward White Bull's neck.
White Bull threw his body back with all his strength, but before the enemy's blade even arrived, he felt dull impacts strike his right leg, lower abdomen, and shoulder in succession.
Pfft.
A large chunk of flesh wrapped in Exoskeleton flew up. The Immortal planted one foot on White Bull's head and, with a boom, stomped him into the ground.
Cracks spread across the ground, centered on the depression. If this had been a low-tier world, White Bull would have been driven a hundred meters underground by that kick.
With a cry, White Bull spat out a large mouthful of blood. Dark light flickered in his eyes, and a wave suddenly emerged.
Die, die, die!
White Bull's right hand slowly clenched. The Immortal floated in midair, his entire body clacking.
With a whoosh, a blurred figure rushed before the Immortal. A fist wrapped in a metal gauntlet slammed