The stronger the creature was the more valuable every part of it, from blood to fangs or claws, so every one of Birit's scales was a real treasure. Sven, destroyed them one by one, his sword easily destroying scales that could be used to make truly impenetrable armor for those below God Stage.
Birit withstood all these attacks, for despite Sven's pressure, he had yet to reach Birit's flesh.
"Your energy is actually incredibly pure... After all, these weapons consist entirely of it... However, you may be superior to me in quality, but what about quantity?" Birit muttered as he opened his mouth wide.
Tremble. Tremble. Tremble.
Space trembled as a massive magical circle appeared in front of him and his entire body was covered in purple flame.
Sven's pupils narrowed as he abruptly jumped back and stood in a fighting stance.
