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A little while later, with thunder that had clearly lost much of its force, Lark came back down to the ground. His entire body had become bluish lightning, barely holding on to a human shape. If he lost focus for even a moment, even the vessel of his soul would collapse and crumble away to nothing.
It was an extremity that an ordinary person couldn’t endure for even a single second. The fact that he had maintained it for over thirty minutes meant Lark truly deserved to be called a superhuman. His willpower might already have brushed up against the realm of transcendents.
However, Britra looked down at the human flickering and crackling before him, just as arrogant as when they had first met.
“Are you finished thrashing about?” he sneered.
He was still perfectly intact, and his opponent was about to vanish. It was the only outcome that was possible from the beginning.
“You were a persistent little gnat. I’ll at least give you that. To survive for thirty minutes against me was thoroughly outside my expectations.”
The battle between the Evil Dragon Britra and the First Cardinal Lark was decided in only thirty minutes. The outcome was not so different from what had been set from the very beginning.
Up, down, front, back, left, right—no, Lark had been able to run wild in all three hundred and sixty degrees, at more than ten times the...
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