A shimmering figure materialized—a majestic, ornate, uniquely styled, and incredibly dashing Heavy Armor Swordsman.
He pointed one hand at the Goddess of Dawn and drew his Longsword with the other, shouting vehemently, "Sin God, retreat!"
But just as the sword tip was about to point at the Goddess of Dawn, he hesitated for a moment, seeming to have thought of something. Adjusting the sword slightly, he then aimed it at Anthony: "Mortal, retreat!"
Anthony pointed at his own nose, just about to say: What does this have to do with me...?
But the Heavy Armor Swordsman didn't give him a chance to speak, thrusting his Longsword forward.
Originally, there were hundreds of meters of distance between them, but with just a simple thrust, Anthony felt a beam of sword energy expand rapidly. In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword was right in front of him, as if the Heavy Armor Swordsman was being dragged forward by that beam of sword light.
