What had just happened was this—
Taking advantage of the motion of rising, Baldur launched a sneak attack. The sharp sword behind his back appeared in his hand, emitting an incomparably dazzling light that completely obscured vision and even part of one's senses as it stabbed toward Tang Luo's head.
It was incredibly fast—a brilliant, open, and aboveboard sneak attack.
That thrust was utterly silent, enough to evade the notice of most people.
Faced with this righteous straight thrust, Tang Luo reached out and crushed the sword, then seized the blond Baldur by the throat and lifted him into the air.
Throughout the entire process, Baldur had not even had time to react.
He only felt as though his thrust had struck an unyielding Wall of Sighs. After the blade shattered, a hand tore through all his defenses.
It gripped his throat.
The upright armor fitted around his neck shattered along with the sword blade. Driven by immense force, the fragments tore through his skin and sank into his flesh.
They brought waves of piercing pain and completely suppressed his resistance.
To put it simply, "Golden Flash charged in, and Golden Flash got GG."
We affectionately called this sort of behavior "a moth flying into the flame."
Ao Yulie shot the moth a sympathetic glance. "Exactly. When you heard the four words 'Victorious Fighting Buddha,' shouldn't you have been trembling in fear?"
You knew of Great Thunderclap Temple, and you knew its Buddhas. Why would you attack instead upon hearing "Victorious Fighting Buddha"?
It was incomprehensible.
In the distance, the ground shook where the Bifrost had landed.
The giants clad in fully enclosed armor began to run, pulling out javelins and hurling them as they ran.
Over a hundred scorching weapons, bearing terrifying destructive power, came hurtling in.
No one