Boom! Boom! Boom!
As Lin Yuan gradually ran short of energy, the Apostle's attack skills began landing directly on him.
"Hahahaha! As expected, those who aren't Authority Holders are nothing but ants in the end!"
"Cry! Scream! Repent for daring to offend an Apostle!"
Seeing this, the Apostle burst into wild laughter.
But contrary to his expectations, Lin Yuan neither cried and begged for mercy nor showed anger or despair. His eyes remained calm.
That look made the Apostle deeply uncomfortable, and he waved his hand, hurling another string of attacks:
"Damn you! Still putting on an act when you're about to die!"
Bang!
Another skill slammed into Lin Yuan.
Health -10,000.
So a single skill's attack power is actually this low?
Lin Yuan silently watched the numbers changing in his Health field, finding it somewhat amusing.
Before this, he had never actually been hit by an Apostle-level attack.
But Apostles were also Authority Holders. With Angels and the Lord of the Crown almost never appearing in the Endless Sea, they could essentially be considered the highest tier of existence.
Lin Yuan had originally thought that a blow from such an existence would take at least a million Health off him.
Yet it was only ten thousand?
After all, ever since he had diverted some of the Nirvana Crown's abilities to himself, even his own base Health regeneration rate had reached a hundred thousand!
Is this Apostle too weak, or is my Greater Flame Dragon Armor just that powerful?
Lin Yuan considered it carefully and felt that it was most likely both.
He had seen the Divine Artisan at his peak, the East Pole Island Lord, and Senior Moge after regaining his former prowess in action. Naturally, he knew that in the hands of the truly strongest fighters,