Bab 286: Racing [10]

Three pitch black stars that were crackling with deathly lightning. Three shining golden stars that were ablaze with sunflames. A single star in between them that fused the properties of both elements as if they were yin and yang.

And those seven stars encircled a moon that fluctuated with the light of spatial mana, being so densely packed that even the usually colorless mana gained a hazy glow. 

Damien's fist looked like the revolving orbit of planetary masses around a sun. It was a truly mesmerizing sight.

But to Polius, it was hell. He couldn't see the beauty in the attack. He could only feel the palpable waves of destruction that spread from its surface.

His dark material sprung into action, becoming a densely packed shield in front of him that bore the impact of Damien's fist.

But this attack wasn't simple enough to be blocked by a mere shield.