The explosion that had nearly destroyed the Colosseum, and that definitely would have happened if not for Alucard and Liang's intervention, had nearly dissipated.
The darkness dissipated just as the dust settled to the ground, revealing a majestic silhouette behind the shroud of darkness.
Upon seeing Gael, some of the onlookers were stunned, covering their mouths with obvious fear in their eyes.
Gael's body was covered in a cascade of lacerations, bleeding heavily in all places. Unlike the light injuries inflicted by the phantoms, this was the real deal. Anyone below the Transcendence Stage would definitely die after being in the epicenter of such an explosion.
"Well, well, it looks like he definitely lost this time." Alucard smirked, looking at his friend whose body was still emitting smoke along with vapor.