Chapter 179: Forty-Seventh Floor, Curse and Catastrophe (2) (Teaser)
I was still hurtling backward through the air when I twisted mid-flight, kicking off the air to redirect my momentum.
Not a second too late, either.
The Catastrophe’s spear tore violently through where I had been just moments before. As soon as he registered my adjustment, he repositioned. With a single, powerful beat of one set of wings, the Catastrophe shifted his aim, and the spearhead was once again trained directly at me.
I barely had time to steady my stance before he swiftly thrust again. Jerking my head sharply to the side, I narrowly managed to dodge, though the spear still grazed me right below my ear. The dragon scale earring dangling there rattled wildly from the force.
A chill ran down my spine.
The Catastrophe dragged his spear downward in a sharp arc.
Clang!
The shaft of the spear smashed into my right shoulder. I hastily funneled mana into my armor, but the impact still hit me hard. Raw and unfiltered pain flared from my shoulder, forcing me to retreat and widen the distance between us.
This isn’t going to be easy.
Yet despite the grim realization, I felt the corners of my mouth curl upward.
How long has it been since I felt this thrill?
An irrational competitive...



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