"Hahaha! What a rush!"
Rust-Red Deathfury's shrieks mingled with the whistle of rushing air from every direction.
"The more you hurt me, the sharper I become! Feel this crimson tide!"
The violent movements tore Rust-Red Deathfury's wounds open again, yet he seemed utterly unconcerned.
The more he attacked, the more he hurt himself, but the more he was hurt, the stronger his attacks became.
This feedback loop drove Rust-Red Deathfury to abandon defense entirely and throw everything into his assault.
But what if he ignored his injuries and actually wore himself out to death?
Simple. I just have to defeat my enemy before I die, don't I?
With that thought, Rust-Red Deathfury accelerated his attacks once more.
In this state, Rust-Red Deathfury's remaining life could practically be measured in seconds, but the closer he came to his final moment, the more outrageous his strength became.
Under that relentless barrage, Yellow-Shell Golden Armor's breathing gradually grew heavier as well.
Fine beads of sweat seeped from the joints beneath his heavy armor, but his shield limb remained as steady as a rock.
Throughout his long years of standing firm, he had encountered fighting styles like this before.
Enemies who hoped to shatter his defenses with a single all-out onslaught were everywhere, but none of them had succeeded.
He could always outlast his opponent. It was not merely his defense; Yellow-Shell Golden Armor had honed his endurance to its utmost limit as well.
Unconcerned about whether his armor might fail under the assault, Yellow-Shell Golden Armor kept his eyes on his opponent, waiting for an opening.
The scythes plowed showers of sparks across his armor, yet they could never breach that barrier of mysterious gold.
Rust-Red Deathfury might grow stronger as the battle continued, but his stamina was not infinite.
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