The moment Azrael stepped inside the chamber, a sense of crisis washed over him.
Without hesitation, he shifted sideways and raised the Fallen Star vertically in front of his body to block.
The instant he did, he caught sight of a giant fist, nearly half the size of his entire body surging toward him.
In the blink of an eye, the massive fist slammed into the blade. Even though the strike's force had been reduced by five percent due to his Balance Severed skill, the impact still sent Azrael flying backward as if he had been struck head-on by a speeding bullet train.
BOOOOOOM!
With a thunderous crash, he was hurled against the chamber wall, embedding himself into it and leaving a deep dent.
'Damn it…' Despite having cultivated the Unyielding Body and possessing exceptional defense, the sheer force of the blow made his mind go blank for an instant. His mouth filled with the metallic sweetness of blood, and a crimson trickle slipped down from the corner of his lips.
