Matias was covered in wounds and blood flowed freely from them, but he still stood on his feet, his gaze unyielding, refusing to back down.
The Six Arm Rakshasa was in a worse state. Two of his six arms had been severed, turning the blood draining from his wounds into a red river. He gritted his teeth and stared at Matias, displaying a vicious smile.
"Noob, your end is here! Today, I will wipe out your lineage!" the Six Arm Rakshasa sneered, the aura around him exploding again with great force.
Like a whirlwind, he flung his arms violently towards Matias. Each swing gave rise to a terrifying storm, too intense for the eyes to stand.
Matias felt an unprecedented pressure but did not back down. Instead, he went on the offensive. He quickly transformed into a hundred-meter giant, clutching the Scholar Crown Sword and striking out.