But looking at it was not a big deal, until one glance almost made Hooked Kiss spit out a mouthful of old blood.
Bloodshot veins appeared in Hooked Kiss's eyes as he covered his mouth in disgust, his gaze somewhat dazedly watching the continuously writhing black Angel, murmuring in disbelief,
"Is this...chaos?"
Yes, at this moment, what Hooked Kiss sensed from Sorobato was not only the terrifying power of the Life Gospel Holy Object, but an unprecedented feeling of chaos.
It seemed that at this moment, any existing rules within the opponent had begun to disintegrate, turning into a force Hooked Kiss couldn't analyze or understand. He could feel nothing except a sense of lethal danger.
But why had this Angel succumbed to chaos?
Hooked Kiss was puzzled, reasoning that he should have been poisoned and dead by now, yet the chaotic force was dragging him back on his feet...
