"Damn it, I refuse to believe this! This is only a Star Core Level arena. The aura of an Apostle of the highest rank couldn't possibly appear here! This must be fake!"
Dilu forced down the fear in his heart. After his roar, every strand of his seaweed-like hair stood on end.
His entire body was enveloped in seeds of flame.
"Die, fraud! God of Kindling, bless my body!"
Long mace in hand, he leaped into the air and crashed down like a meteorite.
The headless Goblin Apostle Gluttony had transformed into showed no intention of dodging.
It raised the long-handled hammer in its hands and held it at its side, the muscles of its powerful body tensing.
Pure malice locked onto Dilu.
His burning body felt a bone-piercing chill.
Caw-caw-
He seemed to hear something crying out.
He absolutely couldn't block this blow! And he would die!!!
"No, no! This isn't real! No, it is real? He's a genuine first-rank Apostle?! I have to run, have to run!"
But how could he escape?
The Long-Handled Warhammer grew larger and larger!
Then it swung upward!
Bang-
Like a home run in baseball, the crisp sound echoed through the noisy arena.
Dilu, Apostle of the God of Kindling, failed to survive that blow.
With a splatter, shattered bones mixed with red flesh and blood spilled across the ground.
"Urgh... urgh..."
Not quite dead?
"As expected of an Apostle. Even after losing most of your body below the neck and above the waist, you can still retain a sliver of consciousness."
Then...
The headless Goblin Apostle walked up to him.
It raised the warhammer overhead.
It grew larger again!
"Can you take another hit?"
Boom-!!!
A deafening explosion rang through the sky.
Thick dust enveloped that patch of ground.
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