Actually, he had another choice.
He could have used Nightmare Illusion to control Luliana first, then simply beaten an immobile wooden post.
But after thinking it over, Angel felt that would be rather cruel.
Facing her head-on did not carry much risk anyway. At most, it would consume a little Nightmare Realm aura.
Besides, Angel did feel some pity for Luliana.
So after weighing it again and again, Angel decided to complete this task head-on.
Bang bang—bang—
The triple explosion blasted Luliana senseless.
A second ago, she had seized an opening and used a sweeping kick spinning slash to carve a gash into Angel's arm. Yet no blood flowed from the wound. Instead, fireworks ignited within it.
Luliana immediately realized something was wrong. She assumed the crossed-arm position from ballet, guarding herself cautiously.
Then she saw Angel actually tear his arm off at the gash and hurl the severed arm straight at her.
The severed arm exploded violently the instant it neared Luliana.
Firelight scattered in every direction, specks raining down like stars.
Before Luliana could recover from the lingering blast, she caught a glimpse from the corner of her eye—Angel's other arm had somehow fallen off as well.
And it was caught by a pale-blue giant hand floating in midair. With a wide, looping swing, the newly severed arm exploded before her once more.
The double blast had already left Luliana utterly dazed. Cracks covered the porcelain-white half of her puppet face, while the other, human half had been charred black.
How could anyone tear off their own arms and use them as weapons?!
As Luliana reeled in confusion, a figure with both arms severed suddenly leapt out from the starry rain of bursting sparks. Fireworks streamed from his torn shoulders, making him look incomparably horrifying.
Again?
And