In the next moment, the Sneering Angel, whose outline had been depicted, lost its ghostly traits and was directly pulled into reality.
"Gralur... Bang!!"
The Golden Wolf Fang Club smashed the Sneering Angel, easily as if it were smashing the Rage Angel, or dusting off the dust on a table with a feather duster.
The intricacies of these two swings were numerous, yet they appeared to be mere gentle sweeps.
The Angel Sculptures chasing the Mountain Man were swept into ashes just like that.
The Security Guard lowered the Wolf Fang Club, its shaft already plain and simple, but the lowered tip adhered with some sticky red and white mixture...
The Mountain Man didn't express any gratitude towards the Security Guard, having already climbed up from the ground while the Security Guard dealt with the Angel Sculptures, running a distance away before activating the Exoskeleton Armor to escape at the fastest speed.
