Great Battle II

The force transmitted through the clash of their blades was vast and overwhelming. Even Hellman, the "Blood Colonel" and apostle of the Shell Spiral's counterpart self, felt inferior.

His sword hand went numb at the tiger's mouth, and then his entire one-armed limb lost sensation. Even his body was sent flying uncontrollably by that force.

Boom—

The shockwave from the clashing swords scattered in every direction, drawing continuous cries of alarm.

Hellman's coat tails snapped in the air as he swiftly adjusted his balance mid-flight.

Thud! Thud! Thud!

Yet when he landed back on the stage, he staggered several steps backward before finally stomping down with a boom, crushing a deep crater into the thick wooden floor behind him.

Bang!

Countless splinters and fragments of wood flew up.

The Hymn Choir members gathered on the stage were all startled by the sight.

The "Blood Colonel" had actually been forced into a disadvantage in a direct sword clash with the "Red Sage"?!

Their hearts tightened as they looked again at the violet-eyed young man below the stage, their faces filled with deep fear.

There was a reason why the White Dove Tower and the Ascetic Sect had been destroyed by this man alone...

The "Red Sage" was far too powerful!

Fortunately, they had received timely support from Mr. Hellman and the Federation higher-ups. Otherwise, their Hymn Choir would likely have already been slaughtered through by Gilan Iros!

"How could there be such powerful physical strength in the mortal world..."

Hellman lowered his gaze, his tone full of disbelief.

"And he follows the Furnace Spiral, too."

He glanced at the hand gripping his sword, only to find cracks splitting open at the tiger's mouth... After this counterpart self had been severely injured by Paracelsus, it had taken the Cupbearer Physician—also an Apostle