Adam softly opened his eyes with a calm smile on his face.
Kuruma stopped moving, its clenched fist loosening slightly. It suddenly lost its connection to Kiryoku. It could feel every other player in the room except Adam.
It made it feel strange. It wasn't sure whether Adam was now dead or not.
"Time to end this…" Adam tossed his shield to the side and moved his shortsword into a reverse grip. "Little God…"
His leg muscles swelled, threatening to burst through his trousers, and he roared like a wounded beast. His veins popped out of his skin as he let out a final battle cry, channeling all of his remaining energy into one last strike.
Crack—the ground beneath him cracked.
Donald and other players retreated from Adam, shocked by the aura he was giving off. He looked like an unfathomable creature.
…
"His attacking intention is… gone!" Dakota cried out.
