'What should I do? Should I do it now?' Daniel thought, feeling the wooden sword on his neck.
He didn't know why, but his instincts were screaming at him—if this Hero killed him, he would really die. Not even his extra lives would save him.
His cold, serious gaze landed on the Hero himself. His mind was working at ten times the normal speed, trying to find a way out of this situation.
Worst-case scenario, he could use Fallen Step, but he still didn't want to admit defeat. He had one possible way to win, though he wasn't sure it would work.
That's why he decided to weaken the Hero first before trying anything.
Daniel placed his palm on the ground. A flame of mana essence burst out, mixed with traces of spiritual energy. The air trembled.
A power that made even the battlefield shake surged through his body.
[ Eternal Judgment ]
And for a brief moment, it looked like the galaxy itself had been torn open.
