"You think Angel Projection is that simple."
Looking at Hilde's neurotic smile and the madness hidden beneath his calm gaze, as Ning Fan was puzzled, he heard Hilde recite, "Holy Light Redemption!"
"Holy Light Redemption? What the hell is that?"
Ning Fan's eyes were filled with suspicion. He had been on guard for a few seconds, but the surroundings remained bright and sunny, with no signs of an impending attack.
Noticing Hilde's eyes turning white, Ning Fan teased, "Old geezer, your head's smoking."
As he finished speaking, Ning Fan charged forward.
The closer he got to Hilde, the slower Ning Fan's speed, gradually revealing his true form.
"This old geezer is really afraid of death. He's using so much Holy Power."
Centered around himself, Hilde arranged countless layers of Holy Force Walls in all directions.
