Uriel hurriedly raised his arm and swung the goon of paradise in front of his eyes.
What was visible through the rapidly spinning afterimage was Gaold�s ghostly face, swinging his arm that stretched like a rope.
Yeah, how would you know?
The more I can�t have it, the more I want it����.
�The ugly desires of human beings.�
Pain 10 million times � Bakum Press.
Aaaaaaaaagh!
The torn air thundered into the sky over a radius of several kilometers.
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�It went in!�
Gaold was sure.
The moment the thrilling Bakum Press exploded at her fingertips, the sensation that Uriel was shaken came through clearly.
It was a certainty conveyed ten million times.
Not a speck of dust remained in the vicinity, but the wrinkles in the atmosphere completely obscured the view.
As the air spread outward, an aftershock incomparable to a typhoon swarmed the battlefield, which had fallen into a momentary vacuum.
The air gathered as it rotated, turning into turbulence, creating hundreds of vortices.
Amidst the movement of the wind, I saw Yuriel, who was holding back her huge body while defending herself with the Horse of Paradise.
�Is it really human technology?�
Having fought countless battles, Uriel also knew that superiority through inaction did not necessarily guarantee victory.
If you�re just a family, but a human with skills that even angels couldn�t predict, it wouldn�t be shameful to be pushed aside for a while.
Miro is a representative figure, but Gaold has reached this point only through inaction.
�Big!�
Gaold rushed in one after another, his graying hair fluttering.
The Bakum Press is a powerful defensive weapon, but depending on how you use it, it can also become a bomb that explodes ultra-high-density air pressure.
�Interesting.�
The goon of paradise collided with the bakum press with a roar.
As the air burned in the heat of friction, a huge cloud of fire ascended as if a bomb had exploded.
The scorching heat was transmitted to those on the wall, and Sein, who was destroying Erg�s magic circle, became even more impatient.
�Damn it.�He might be dead.�
Literally the air turned to fire. JrNovels.com