Samael despairingly drew out her sleeve swords, ready for one last fight.
"Divine Punishment!"
The instantaneous golden flash ended whatever last hope she had of struggling for her life, leaving no opportunity behind.
The Golden Battle Spear pierced through her skull, pinning her firmly to the ground.
Once an assassin is dragged into frontal combat, the chances of victory become almost zero.
What's more, she was facing an A Tier BOSS.
The War Apostle gestured, and the gleaming war spear slowly withdrew from the ground.
The blood and brains of the female assassin flowed down the luxurious gunshaft, yet not a drop of liquid seeped into the scorched earth beneath her.
Bathed in fresh blood, the spear's shine and sharpness seemed more radiant than ever.
"Too weak!"
The War Apostle's mouth curled into a cruel sneer as he looked towards a corner deep in the ruins, making a throat-cutting gesture.
"Petty and cowardly insects, your actions make the Divine Spirits feel nauseated."
