A terrifying energy surged through the air, causing the surrounding Dark Humans to retreat in excitement as they watched the battle unfold.
They were confident that John and Elsa were no match for the Giant Spirit God.
Boom!
With another deafening sound, John was killed once more, his face pale as he spat out a mouthful of blood.
"Still not dead?" The Giant Spirit God panted slightly, a faint trickle of blood at the corner of his mouth.
He had killed John hundreds of times, yet he too was feeling the strain, his health rapidly declining under the relentless magical bombardment from his opponent.
After half a day's combat, his health had dropped to one billion.
This human was strange, wielding both light and dark powers, which were entirely different from one another.
Not only that, but it seemed his skills had no cooldown, allowing him to unleash a barrage of spells without a moment's pause.
