"If my real body were here, you'd be dead already!" Kishi's sanity had been consumed by rage; all he could think about was tearing Amalia apart.
"If you've come, then don't think about leaving."
Amalia leapt into the air.
Her spiritual energy surged violently, and her divine sense enveloped Kishi's primordial spirit, instantly suppressing it.
At the same time, her blade descended—cracking the very space around them under the pressure.
Kishi tried to flee through space—but to his shock, he couldn't.
The surrounding space had been sealed—he had nowhere to run.
When he turned back, a massive blade was already descending from above.
The violent blade aura shredded his ghostly form into fragments, annihilating him completely, not even leaving a trace behind.
The dark mist hanging in the air gradually dissipated.
Everyone could finally see clearly what had happened.
And every face wore the same stunned expression—
Kishi... was dead?
