A few warriors wielding giant swords suddenly leapt up, their bodies drawing strange arcs in the air, as if pulled by some force, heading straight toward the airship in the sky.
These warriors were not ordinary humans; a murky golden glow flowed between their bones—this was the mark of the Pseudo-Demigod. Their bodies had been forcibly infused with pieces of Divinity, their muscles knotted like steel, producing gear-like grinding noises as their joints moved.
The moment the giant sword swung, a piercing tearing sound erupted in the air, as if even space was being sliced apart.
An airship, unable to dodge, was sliced in half, its metal frame as fragile as rotten wood under the divinity-enhanced sword blade. The wreckage plummeted to the ground in black smoke, scattering debris everywhere. The explosion from the ignited fuel caused the peripheral armor of the Floating City to tremble slightly.
