Roken kneeled on the ground, the rifle he regarded as his lifeline lay beside him, yet he had no thought of picking it up.
He too gazed at the man emanating golden light, his eyes filled only with awe and reverence for the powerful.
The Black Monster, whose physical attacks were completely ineffective, the most unsolvable demon of the wasteland... was just shattered bare-handed by the opponent?
Pike clutched his head, slightly dazed in consciousness.
Even a wisp of the residual impact of the Black Monster's mental pollution earlier made him feel like he was suffocating to death.
But that man, facing such terrifying attacks, didn't even frown.
Ira leaned weakly against the wall, slightly panting.
As a Spiritual Telekinesis User, she understood better than anyone how terrifying the Black Monster's mental shock was.
It was a bizarre force that could instantly erase souls.
But in her perception, Fang Cheng's consciousness was like a blazing sun high in the sky.
