The battle rhythm of the two in the camp was very fast. In the blink of an eye, as Leonard Churchill took an extra glance, the outcome was already decided.
The hunchbacked old man's abdomen was pierced by a punch.
With that kind of injury, it seemed impossible for him to survive.
However, just as Leonard Churchill thought it was over, an unexpected turn of events occurred...
The hunched old man's corpse suddenly glowed with a magical sheen and a burst of black and white light suddenly erupted from the cross beside him.
Next, the sleepwalking-like masked angel in the sky seemed to be stimulated by something and started to howl in pain, clutching its head.
There was no sound.
But everyone in the camp clearly heard that hysterical howl.
The angel seemed to be in unbearable pain, its hands turning claw-like as it began to tear off the bandages from its face.
"What's happening now?"
