The sound wave burst outward, directly clashing with the two tornadoes.
The air hum and howl, accompanied by powerful winds that shattered the windows of nearby buildings.
Both attacks raged , locked in a fierce struggle.
For a moment, it looked like they were evenly matched, each vying to extinguished each other.
But then, Angela plucked her harp again, and everything changed in an instant.
The tornadoes, unable to withstand the force of the second sound wave, began to falter and disintegrate.
With a deafening roar, they collapsed in on themselves, dissipating into nothingness.
Bynum remained calm, his expression unbothered even in the face of Angela's counterattack.
He knew that in a battle against a true Demon Lord, such a display of power would likely not be sufficient to secure victory.
But it was enough to buy them some time.
Without waiting for her to launch another attack, Bynum and Nekola raised their swords high into the air.
As they drew in a deep breath, their chests expanded from holding in the intense pressure, causing their swords to hum .
"Storm Falcon, Breathing Technique, Wind Slicer! ,"
"Storm Falcon, Breathing Technique, Wind Slicer!,"
The duo shouted, bringing their swords in a downward slash.
This time, instead of a tornado, a concentrated giant blade of wind surged from their blades, cutting through the air .
This technique was a much more powerful version of Wind Slash.
In comparison , this attack was much faster and deadlier.
Each Wind Slice, spanning about 70 feet in length, sliced through the air with a force capable of effortlessly cutting a building in half. .
The sheer speed and power of the blade created a visible trail as it raced toward Angela.
Angela saw this and couldn't help but find it amusing.
To her, it looked like a pitiful attempt to mimic one of her sisters attack .
"Angel Cry, Triple String," she muttered, plucking the harp three times in quick succession.
Each pluck created a sound wave with different waves, each moving at a different momentum.
When the first wave hit the Wind Slicer, it seemed like the attack might dissipate.
As the vortex spun with ferocity, the Fourth Hunter seized the opportunity, adding his own attack to the mix.
"Fire Drake, Breathing Technique, Inferno Burst!" Giant Orange flames erupted from his blade, merging with the wind vortex.
The combination created a blazing vortex that lit up the entire city in an orange hue, a testament to the devastating power of their combined assault.
The hot whirlwind of fire roared to life, expanding rapidly and making Angela appear like a tiny speck against its immense size
The combined attack surged forward with terrifying speed and temperature, a testament to the hunters' synchronized power.
As the scorching vortex barreled toward her, she gently touched her harp, a smirk playing on her lips.
"It's time to end this childish play," she sneered in contempt.
All this time, she had been holding back, using only 30% of her true ability to prolong the fight.
The harp glowed golden, its strings humming with anticipation as if eager to unleash the full extent of its power.
"I will show you all the true power of the divine" she taunted, her voice ringing out clearly over the incoming attack.
With a graceful motion, she strummed the harp using both hands, sending a powerful wave of golden energy through the air.
BOOOOOM!
The energy clashed against the giant vortex of fire, creating a spectacular explosion that shook the surrounding blocks of the city to their very foundations.
The intense heat scorched the ground and air, leaving it charred and smoking.
Everything was engulfed in a blinding light as the clash of powers reached its peak.
The hunters waited atop the building, their stances still on guard .
As the chaos subsided, they squinted their eyes, peering towards the building where Angela had stood just moments ago.
They were eager to assess the damage they had inflicted to her, though they knew expecting her death was wishful thinking.
"Buaahhh!" Angela knelt on the ground, vomiting blood after she received a fatal blow.
"What happened?" Bynum's confusion was visible as he stared at the gaping hole in Angela's chest. It was so clean, it looked like a laser had pierced straight through her.
Meanwhile, Angela gritted her teeth in frustration as she attempted to use her ability to regenerate herself.
She hadn't anticipated another party joining the fray and attacking her from behind.
But as she attempted to heal herself, she realized that her divine power was ineffective against the wound.
It was as if some mysterious force was preventing her from regenerating her injuries
"Death Energy!" she exclaimed, shock evident in her voice as she examined the wound.