At this moment, the numbers leaping out from the sphere indicated real damage, evidently, Song Jian's god-slaying strike had turned all the attack damage into real damage.
The first strike, the second, the third...
Sword energies emerged one after another. Soon, layer after layer of wings cracked open, and broken feathers fluttered in the air. Dozens of successive sword strikes later, the sphere was finally cleaved apart, revealing Velses inside, his face full of shock.
"Impossible..." Velses had barely finished speaking when the next sword energy directly split open his deep red priestly robe and sent him flying.
Shua, shua, shua~
Grotesque wounds emerged across Velses's flesh, one of which even completely severed the right hand that held his scepter.
