"Aaaah-!"
The unceasing, wretched howls and cries of agony echoed through the air.
Losing an arm was hardly a fatal blow to AIM Burst.
For an ordinary Magnetic Field The Strong, restoring an arm that had grown with them all their life consumed so much power that it could even affect the horsepower they could unleash, but for it, having just devoured the entire Level Upper, this hardly mattered.
Yet the humiliation and fear in AIM Burst's heart at that moment were certainly no less than theirs.
Because its power had been overcome head-on.
The importance of its 920,000 horsepower to AIM Burst went without saying.
Second only to its life, it was the foundation supporting everything it did.
The failure of the power it took such pride in was not something it could accept anytime soon.
It could not understand.
Even now, it could clearly sense the enormous gap in horsepower between itself and Roland.
But why had its arm been torn off? Why was its opponent still unharmed after taking 920,000 horsepower?
Had an illusion affected its perception?
Impossible.
When the gap grew large enough, such special methods could only deceive it briefly at most.
Now, with pain and despair piercing deep into its marrow, every one of AIM Burst's senses told it that this was the plain truth.
Then why?
"Roooaaaar!"
Faced with the fear forged by the unknowns constantly piling up before it, a trace of undisguisable terror appeared in AIM Burst's shocked, furious eyes.
It could not even spare the attention to repair itself, swinging its remaining arm in stubborn disbelief, trying to destroy Roland before it.
And yet...
"Tap, tap."
But amid the storm powerful enough to tear everything apart, only Roland's mocking smile and calm footsteps remained unchanged.
Just one attack needed to