Chapter273-Leave the Rest to Me
The distance between Hills and the Desire Devil Ghana diminished with each heartbeat, to the point where Hills could vividly see the grotesque smile stretching across the demon's face.
He had closed his eyes, accepting the inevitable demise that awaited when the Darkblade would pierce his flesh.
The sole hope harbored in his conscious was to inflict even the slightest wound upon this fearsome demon with the last vestige of Holy Light divine power within him before death claimed him, standing as a guardian of humanity's dignity.
Ghana, on the other hand, was utterly indifferent to the unfolding scene.
Because he could keenly perceive that the spear in Hills' grasp held but a dwindling residue of Holy Light divine power.
An attack of this magnitude was nothing but a slight itch to a being of the Devil's caliber. Ghana could fully afford to bear such a price.
"No, Hills!"