Before it could recover, Ange landed another punch on its head.
Even at this moment, Nosarlo's body had not fully reverted, and it tried to rise on all fours.
But as it managed to raise its head, Ange delivered another punch, a crisp crack of fracturing bone. Nosarlo's head caved in, forming a large, radiating crater.
Utter silence prevailed all around, even Nosarlo itself was stunned. Due to the density of its body, a Dragon Sorcerer's physique was incredibly robust, even more so than that of an Iron Skin Zombie or a Gold Skeleton, with the skull being the toughest part.
Yet now, this Light Technique User had shattered its skull barehanded without using Divine Arts? What kind of joke was this? An illusion perhaps?
Struggling to believe, Nosarlo tried to rise again. This time, Ange didn't move, but Nosarlo felt a sharp pain on its back as a heavy hit made it collapse once more.
