The flame tendrils coiled around the purple giant hammer like serpents, trying to transform its destructive power into nourishment for a shield.
However, this was only an ideal state. Under the crushing force, the tiny vortices collapsed one by one, and the flame tendrils wrapped around the hammerhead disintegrated into particles, turning into glowing dust clouds swirling around the hammerhead.
Boom!
Rolling firelight surged and spread, the hammerhead irresistibly smashed into the chest, Beckett's face filled with horror, experiencing firsthand how terrifying Rupert was at that time.
The chest shattered instantly under the impact of the heavy hammer, blood and flesh scattered like fireworks, ribs twisted and deformed under the mighty force, breaking like fragile branches.
