Sterl remained calm inside. The cheat was only a few seconds away from activation, and he continued to buy time without needing to make any special moves.
Standing still, he muttered a curse under his breath.
It was the same as fleeing...
Exactly the same!
He didn't need to run away from the waves stirred up by the Will of Hell.
Because—
Licitris's desperate move was meaningless.
In fact, it could even be described as laughable.
Sterl noticed that behind him, in the sky, and on the ground, countless strands of Blood of Contamination surged toward him.
The passage opened by Licitris was not an escape route.
Instead, it was more waves of Blood of Contamination.
The Thunder armor on the Will of Hell dimmed significantly; due to its abnormal mental state, it had become the only entity that, under Sterl's guise of strength, could instead launch a heavy counterattack!
Creation is hard, cheer me up!
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