Chapter 214:
The crimson thunderstorm poured streams of light through the window.
As the deafening [Boom] echoed in my ears, the strange wail of the monster filled the air, and each tremor that shook the ground was accompanied by an eerie voice crying, “It hurts…!”
Olaf, staring at the suffering beast, showed signs of true surprise for the first time.
No one had ever dealt significant harm to that creature before. If I recall correctly, even Rowen hadn’t been able to scratch it in the novel.
That monster was a fragmentary existence that nullified all attacks.
It would be hard for someone to understand how damage could even be inflicted on such a creature—after all, it was basically considered a gift from God.
But I had no intention of enlightening them.
-Limits have pushed ‘Tirbing’ to test its boundaries.
That’s a corporate secret.