Chapter 1721: Fourth Gear!
Chapter 1721: Fourth Gear!
The next thing Michael saw was a fist smashing directly into his face with such blinding speed and devastating power that the bones beneath his skin cracked audibly.
The impact sent the white stag Deus Behemoth spiraling uncontrollably through the thick, shadow-drenched miasma, pucking blood.
Things only worsened for the Deus Behemoth as this was no ordinary punch. The pain was overwhelming—and not just physical. Cain’s attack had penetrated deeper, striking his flesh, his energy core, and even scarring his soul.
Gritting his teeth through the agony, Michael quickly regained control of his body. He clenched his fists, planting his hooves into the air with practiced poise, and adopted a solid battle stance, even as waves of pain pulsed through him.
“A physical strike capable of burning my energy pool and sundering my soul… How is that even possible?!”
As that thought flashed through his mind, Cain was already upon him again—his body emanating radiant storm-light, his fists cloaked in scarlet fire. There was no hesitation, no reprieve, only killing intent.
Michael silenced all doubts. His sharpened instincts took over.
“Let’s do this!” he roared, his voice shaking the darkness around them.
Even though his opponent had suddenly evolved to a monstrous level of strength, Michael was not the kind of warrior who yielded. He fought with everything he had—driven by survival, pride, and pure will.