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Colin, who had acquired the identity of the God of Combat, Badheil, charged into the lead. His figure grew immensely tall and terrifying, as though he had stepped out of an ancient myth, his killing intent directed without reservation at the Dark Angel at the head of the table.
The greatsword of dawn resonated with the twilight within the Giant King's Court. He swung the heavy blade into a streak of orange-red light gripped in his hand, accompanied by an apocalyptic silver-white storm, and brought an unstoppable slash down on the Dark Angel's head!
Sasrir tilted his head up slightly, watching the sunset-like light, and the corners of his mouth curled in mockery for an instant.
God Almighty was rather disappointed by his performance. He felt it a pity that this City of Silver Chief's devotion and long-cherished wish had both been directed toward the wrong things, making his stubborn tenacity truly tiresome.
He watched the approaching Twilight Sword calmly, without even attempting to defend himself. Only his pupils turned vertical, and a storm that cowed the soul abruptly enveloped Colin Iliad, making his expression change drastically as the destruction of the City of Silver appeared in his mind!
Demon Hunter Colin felt as though a thunderbolt had struck him. With a single glance, God Almighty had drawn out the fear buried deep in his heart.
Although this only strengthened his conviction, the sword in his hands still began trembling instinctively, beyond his control.
Just then, an absurdly large, pitch-black plant lunged over, securing Colin's hands and sword once more. Continuing with the force of his previous swing, it slashed viciously into the Dark Angel, cutting deep into his wings and lodging in the bone.
Colin swung his blade repeatedly, but could not get Dawn Storm to strike the