Chapter 177: Powerless
The crimson light exploded, shadows intertwining in a mesmerizing spectacle, as if the entire world before them had begun to fracture and collapse.
At that moment, Oswell stood firm, yet in an instant, his figure vanished like a phantom.
"It's not over yet!!"
His voice, deep and weighty, carried a chilling coldness that sent shivers through the air.
Hearing this, Harribel, lying on the ground, clenched her teeth, determination flashing in her eyes. She endured the searing pain ravaging her body and struggled to stand.
Suddenly, a thunderous crash rang out!
Clang!!
The greatsword and lance clashed fiercely once more, sparks scattering in all directions.
Oswell swiftly sidestepped and lashed out with a vicious whip kick against the greatsword, forcing Harribel to stumble forward involuntarily.
His head snapped up, jet-black hair whipping through the wind like a cascading waterfall, scattering fine white grains of sand. His eyes were fierce, brimming with unshakable dominance, as if the entire battlefield was under his control.
He let out a quiet sigh.