Aurek's wrist gave a subtle flick.
A terrifying force smashed the headless corpse straight toward the enraged guardian.
"Damn it!"
The guardian roared furiously, hammering the air with his fists in blind wrath.
Each blow only shattered layers of shimmering light ripples.
Aurek ignored the futile fury.
His real target was the runic dagger—the only weapon here that could truly threaten him.
The shabby old man who controlled the dagger was inwardly horrified.
He yanked Lister backward with one hand while using his mind power to drive the dagger through the air at blinding speed.
That dagger's sharpness was terrifying beyond measure—The very void itself was sliced apart as easily as soft cheese.
Everyone understood that to even graze its edge meant certain death—flesh and soul severed in an instant.
Meanwhile, Sacco, cloaked in pure holy light, had his Solar Sword boosted to the limit by the Solar Saint Bloodline.
