On the overpass, Amos, who possessed Valente, felt nothing but searing heat and pain throughout his body. The purple flame stirred a creature's most primal desires, and those constantly emerging desires quickly became fuel for the purple fire.
Damn it. If the spiritual flame on the [Dragon Slayer] hadn't kept burning, I wouldn't be unable to use even a single Word Spirit.
Watching the human retreat swiftly out of his attack range after throwing the [Lust Dagger], Amos unleashed his bloodthirsty killing intent at him without restraint.
I must... kill that human in front of me as soon as possible!!!
Forcing himself to endure the purple and golden flames burning over him, Amos raised the greatsword in his hand and chased the blond young man who had only just retreated beyond his attack range. He could sense that the human's bizarre armaments could damage the mass of hatred he had accumulated over a thousand years, and that was something he could never tolerate.
He would let this thousand-year hatred endure, until all of Farlan became scorched earth, until all of Heaven collapsed and every Angel fell!!!
The greatsword in Amos's hand swept toward the blond young man's head.
Clang-
A cold gleam flashed.
Shluk-
A spinning dark green spear pierced Amos's body before his slash could fall. Its spiraling tip pierced straight through the scaled armor over his chest, then plunged into his abdomen.
[Seven Sins: Sloth]
After driving the [Sloth Spear] into his opponent's body, Xia Xiu quickly activated its effect and its innate curse.
[Sloth's Admonition: Indolence-Punishment by Running]
Amos felt the immense dragon soul within him suddenly begin to quiet down. Then an inexplicable fatigue welled up inside him, like the physical exhaustion that followed strenuous exercise.
Nausea, a headache, a parched mouth and tongue.
A peculiar