A flash of golden light—Goldfire Titan darted into midair, his blade cleaving through the violet-red lightning and stopping the attack cold.
But in the next instant, an immeasurable wind blasted upward at Jill Young. No tornadoes, no fancy tricks—just pure, unadulterated wind roaring from below, blowing Jill so high she couldn't come down.
Her Dreadwing Armor could shrug off most of the lightning, but when it came to getting blown around, she was out of ideas.
"Third weakness—you're just not strong enough." 'The Divine' spread his arms, floating a hundred meters away, right at Jill Young's altitude. His Mystic Eye locked onto Jill, wild winds surging, the two of them rising together into the massive storm overhead.
"When it comes to sheer strength, you can't beat me. And as for versatility? Still not my match. So why do you always give me such a headache? Why can't I crush you even when I've got the advantage? The real reason is, you've got killer moves and killer armor, but I don't have one big, game-ending attack to break through your defenses and finish you off."
Honestly, he wasn't wrong.
By Jill Young's estimate, The Divine's overall life tier had already surpassed the Fifth Limit and was heading for the Sixth. Aside from his incomplete spectrum of abilities, his only real weakness was that his offensive skills and gear just didn't measure up to his raw power.
That's what happens when you level up by chugging power-ups instead of grinding it out the hard way. Compared to those who hone themselves step by step, this shortcut always comes with a bunch of flaws and hidden dangers.
"But now, I do."
Black clouds churned, forming a raging vortex. Lightning crackled like sketch lines through the darkness. The Divine's body grew and grew, soon towering over fifty meters—a super-sized giant. Together, they ascended into the thick black clouds, swallowed by swirling chaos.