The damage to the Neo-Angel's body was so immense that every defense he possessed collapsed. His energy reserves were drained, and even his muscles and bones ceased to resist, shattered by the overwhelming impact.
Cain, too, was at his limit. Unleashing the second level of the Thirty-Three Star technique had driven him to the edge of collapse, yet he did not hesitate to burn his remaining life force and soul essence to ignite one final surge of power.
With a guttural roar, he thrust his hand forward like a crimson spear. His arm tore through the Neo-Angel's radiant chest, bursting from the other side with Bradly's still-beating heart clutched in his palm.
