With a swing of his axe, Waldo's strike was so powerful it could be likened to splitting mountains and severing peaks. It carried an immense, overwhelming force. Yet, when the axe struck the bloody puppet, it was as if it had sunk into the sea, vanishing without a trace in an instant.
"This…" Waldo's eyes widened in disbelief at the scene before him, visibly shocked. His power had erupted at full force. Logically, not just one bloody puppet, even if two appeared before him, they would be shattered by a single blow of his axe!
However, the reality was that Waldo hadn't even budged his opponent! "The power was distributed among the nine bloody puppets!" Waldo's eyes narrowed as he realized this fact.
"If there were only two or three bloody puppets, they certainly couldn't withstand my power; they would be torn apart by the force of my axe. But, they are nine bloody puppets sharing this force…"
