"I will never lose! Waaaaagh——"
Hints of eerie light flickered in Giant Mountain's eyes as he swung his Warhammer against the Pillar of Fire, his whole body radiating a tangible, dark green Beastman Force Field, resembling a toxic fog composed of countless spores.
The Beastman Force Field spread rapidly, plunging the Magic Web and the world's Laws into chaos within a radius of hundreds of meters. The Imperial Soldiers' weapons malfunctioned in their hands.
Yet, in the face of this terrifying Force Field, the energy within George's body not only didn't weaken but grew even hotter, thicker—as if his lungs were brewing a miniature Sun, its light surging through his very flesh.
Interwoven with that brilliance was an intensely sacred hue of silver, akin to Heaven's divine radiance.
Just as the Beastman was about to crush his skull, the pillar of fire slammed into Giant Mountain's chest, instantly burning through the dense skin and melting away the thick flesh.
