The Desolate God had just leaped, attempting to fly low, when its fleshy, bat-like wings were torn off.
The blood of the Chaos Creature, a substance like mud and smog, rained down from mid-air.
'Hmph. Trying to escape?'
The Wolf-eared Maiden yanked the Devourer straight out of the air and began to unleash her murderous instincts.
Tossing aside her Silver Sword was of no consequence; her own body was the ultimate weapon.
Fists, feet, elbows, and knees... Functionally, they were no match for the fangs and claws of a Chaos Creature, which were made for slaughter. Yet, the reality was that the Dirt World Desolate God was on the receiving end of a one-sided beating.
"BAM—BAM—BAM—"
Flesh met fist, bones cracked, and its form was destroyed. Each of Mivana's punches landed with what felt like tens of millions of tons of force. The Devourer's hard shell and muscles shattered under the savage assault, only to be hammered again mid-regeneration.
