Boom! Boom!
Violent shock waves kept spreading outward.
Werther and the Tree Giant each took several steps back, staring at each other.
The Tree Giant was strong. In a contest of raw strength, it was already Werther's equal. He fixed his gaze on its core, where Antonio Alexan stood.
To defeat the enemy, strike at its leader. Trading blows with the Tree Giant would be a mistake.
Veins bulged on Werther's forehead, and the broad red markings across his body began to glow bloodred.
"Twenty seconds. That's all I need to cut you down."
Werther had pushed Blood-Bathed Asura to its limit.
The bloodred markings on his skin stood out starkly. This surge of strength came at a cost: Blood-Bathed Asura was burning his blood as fuel to boost his power.
Werther had set a limit of twenty seconds. Any longer, and he would lose so much blood that he could no longer fight.
Twenty seconds might not sound like much, but the markings would burn through thirty percent of his blood in that time.
Boom.
Werther became a blur and appeared before the Tree Giant.
Antonio Alexan, inside the Tree Giant's chest, looked stunned.
"How can he be so fast...?"
Clang.
Werther severed both of the Tree Giant's legs with one slash. The legs, each several meters long, toppled sideways, and its unsupported upper body began to fall.
Before the Tree Giant hit the ground, Werther's sword sent out wave after wave of Sword Aura.
Clang, clang...
The clear ring of his blade sounded without pause. With every slash, another section of the Tree Giant fell away.
Inside it, Antonio Alexan had lost his composure. An opening split the Tree Giant's back, and he leaped out.
No sooner had Antonio Alexan escaped than Werther's blade cut through the spot