Reining In More Gains!

The Ghost Rending Divine Sword Art.

Hobbu Gogo recognised it with but a glance.

The ability to move like a ghost and sever matter with a smooth, elegant swish that was gorgeously... ghostly, was everything she had seen Hobbu Bobbu refined over the span of his life.

Before she knew it, the giant goblin had both her hands severed into small cubes of flesh and bone by a fence of Mortal Ruin that appeared only for a brief moment.

The pain from this, she barely felt.

It was overwhelmed by a sense of heavy grief and sorrow at what her ancient mind could already put together.

Hobbu Bobbu had been defeated.

The fact that this enemy suddenly had his technique, to her who understand the intricacy behind Classes and their power, meant that at the very least, he had bested to a degree where it was impossible to recover from.

The giant goblin's eyes turned vacant as she slumped to the ground listlessly.