Goliath's voice was low:
"We can't keep stalling for time like this. He has stolen my logistical supplies, half of what Lilith and the Wind Demon God provided has been taken by him."
He looked at the terrifying figure opposite him, cold and indifferent, with eyes devoid of joy or sorrow.
"And each of my attacks will be gradually stolen, awakening one Fairy Knight after another."
"If this continues, I am certain to lose."
"Then I can only use that move to finish this quickly; life or death."
With that thought, his entire being exuded a killing intent, his eyes burning with an intense battle spirit,
"Let's settle this in one breath."
The sword intent in his hand continued to circulate and transform.
"Kill!" A dazzling and brilliant light began to release as he suddenly swung his sword.
The sharpness of this strike was incredibly refined.
But God glanced at it and opened his mouth to speak to the strike: "I command you as the sword-bearing Apocalypse Knight..."
