Himmel roared and drew Naraka, swinging it wildly.
The crimson blade, capable of splitting mountains, raced towards Morningstar.
Morningstar's pupils burned with extreme madness beneath the layer of coldness in his eyes.
Upon witnessing Naraka, Morningstar subconsciously raised his hand, blocking the strike.
The blade hit the forearm of the giant, and the shockwave rattled through the city.
But the strike couldn't leave behind even a single mark.
Morningstar was completely fine.
Himmel's pupils shrank as he swung the blade with lightning speed.
However, the strikes couldn't do anything and failed to leave even the slightest ripple in the monster's expression.
Morningstar let out an unnerving laugh.
"Your strikes mean nothing, brother! You aren't as strong as you used to be!"
He clenched his fist and pulled his arm back, creating a suction force that dragged Himmel towards him.
"Your death is inevitable!!!"
