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Old Fan was knocked backwards as a tremendous force travelled through his arms. Even with Durandal and Caliburn crossed before him, the power that had crashed into him was not easy to control.

“That was just a palm?” Old Fan thought in surprise, staring at the transformed Asherah who was slowly withdrawing her palm. Indeed, she had merely thrown a palm at Old Fan. She had met her swords with her flesh, yet her skin remained in good condition and there was not a single injury to be found.

“No wonder Pazuzu wanted her so badly. With this level of physical capability, the greatest weakness of Wind Demons can be voided. If he is able to mate with her, he can create a species of the same level as the strongest God Clans there are.” Old Fan sighed, comprehending fully Pazuzu’s obsession with Asherah.

Asura was an ancient power with no origins or clear understanding. All what Old Fan knew was that it had suddenly appeared in the world one day. Just as the gods and goddesses appeared suddenly
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