"Alright." Tina swallowed the lump in her throat as she said, "I'll do whatever you want, as long as you don't hurt my mother." The masked man held the dagger to Tina's back as he forced her towards the main door. Just as they were about to get there, Tina darted to the side in one swift move. The masked man cursed, reaching out to stab her with the dagger. Just then, a flying kick knocked the dagger out of the masked man's grasp. Demetra jumped in front of the man, grabbing the mask off his face and smirking at who it was. "Hello, Mister Greg Jonan." "You!" Greg had never met Demetra but panicked at being exposed all the same. "Who are you, and what are you doing here?" "I see that you're a cultivator too. This is a matter of the Jonan family, and it's best that you stay out of it. If you leave now, I'm willing to pretend nothing happened. How about making a friend out of me, eh?" Dametra barked out a laugh. He stood in front of Tina, saying, "You came looking for Tina bec
Wilbur rushed back to Aidementon, where Tina flew into Wilbur's arms in a teary embrace before telling him everything that happened. Wilbur nodded. "I see. It seems like the Jonans have not given up looking for those gloves yet. Get ready, there will be more elites coming." The power of destruction and the power of light were two forces that were not known by many, and even most cultivators did not know about them. The gloves forged out of meteorite contained the power of the light, and these people must know about it with how hard they were looking for the gloves. The Holy One was capable of controlling both the power of light and the power of destruction, which must have meant that he was a powerful opponent as well. Half an hour later, a powerful wave of spiritual energy appeared. Wilbur stood on the balcony, watching the door. It was not long before a bald man in black robes and fiery red eyebrows emerged, walking towards the balcony. "You must be Wilbur Penn." Wilbur
Wilbur sensed the powerful wave of spiritual energy in the Holy One and furrowed his brows. "You're at the Emperor level. I didn't expect that." The Holy One smirked. "There's a lot more you don't know about this world. I'd advise you to hand the holy weapon over before I get angry, or I promise you I'll keep my word and kill everyone in this building." Wilbur was not scared of the threat in the slightest, but he remained calm. "From what I know, Walton's been pretty good to you. He treats you like a god of the Jonan family, but you killed him just like that. It doesn't seem like you'll let me or the people in this building go, even if I do hand the holy weapon over." The Holy One's gaze flashed with disgust. He felt like Wilbur was nothing but weak, someone who hardly had the right to discuss any conditions with him. He had to get the holy weapon back, and this guy, along with everyone in this building had to die! The Holy One said, "No, you're not the same as Walton. Walton
The Holy One let off a brilliant white glow, tapping the tips of his toes against the ground before bursting out and charging toward Wilbur in a mad sprint. "You're going to die!" Wilbur put his palms together, shouting, "Earth-type Defense Skills: Earth Wall!" As the words rang through the air, three thick walls made of soil rose up from the ground. The Holy One cried out in shock, before headbutting through all three walls and continuing to charge at Wilbur. "I want you to die!" the Holy One shouted in fury, swiping at the air. A scepter made of spiritual energy appeared in his grasp, and he spun it around before swinging it in Wilbur's direction. Wilbur turned his right hand over. The thunder cleaver appeared, and Wilbur raised it above his head against the attack of the scepter. Both weapons collided with a mighty clang, and Wilbur's thunder cleaver shattered onto the ground in pieces. The Holy One smirked. "Anything and everything are powerless in the face of the power
Two powerful waves of power of the light collided. The Shield of Light exploded, and a powerful wave of energy sent both men flying over ten meters backward. The Holy One's chest heaved as he eyed the gloves Wilbur was wearing. "You bastard, you would have died just now if you hadn't had the holy weapon!" Wilbur looked down at the gloves. "Thanks for the reminder. I'm not giving these gloves to you, though. You can give up on that." Wilbur had said that to provoke the Holy One on purpose. Despite the fact that the punch just now had used up most of Wilbur's power of the light he had, it was not enough to withstand the Holy One's attack. Now that the power of the light in his body had reached its limits, Wilbur had to get rid of it as soon as possible or his internal system would be knocked askew. That was why Wilbur had provoked the Holy One. He wanted the Holy One to get angry, and sure enough, he was fuming. "I'll kill you if it's the last thing I do, Wilbur Penn!" The ne
Wilbur was standing in the middle of the white ball of light, staring at the Holy One from afar. "How f*cking dare you! Give me back my holy weapon!" the Holy One growled. A few dozen more angels appeared, attacking the white ball of light. However, they were all absorbed by Wilbur's ball of light in the end and turned into the power of light. "What?" The Holy One was in shock. He had not expected Wilbur to use such a move. Yet things were far from over, as the white ball of light flew toward the Holy One, it became smaller and smaller as it got closer to the Holy One before it was finally absorbed into Wilbur's body. Wilbur stared at the Holy One before suddenly swinging out with a punch. "Argh! I refuse to believe it!" The Holy One channeled three Shields of Light in succession. Wilbur struck the shields with a force that pierced through all three of them completely, sending the Holy One flying as the Light Domain disappeared as well. Wilbur looked down at his fists, th
"To hell with you!" Wilbur could sense the same powerful warmth swimming around his body. The next second, he used this energy to strike out with the thunder cleaver. The scepter the Holy One with the power of light was holding broke at once as he exploded into dust. "No! My light effigy! You're f*cking dead, Wilbur Penn!" The Holy One with the power of destruction was enraged at the sight of his light effigy being killed, and he waved his Scepter of Destruction around to send Demetra backward before opening his palm and putting his fingers onto the ground. The next second, a dark aura spread out underneath his feet. "Come out, Dark Domain!" The Holy One with the power of destruction summoned the Dark Domain as countless dark giants appeared within it, charging over from all directions. Demetra wiped the blood that had trickled out of his mouth. "What should we do now, Wilbur?" "Hold on for a bit. The domain will disappear once I kill him." There was still power of ligh
"Good." Compared to Tina's glee, Kyra was much calmer. It was as if she had expected this to happen. Wilbur opened his eyes to a teary Tina. "I'm alright, Tina. Don't you worry about me. Oh, is Demetra alright?" Tina knew that Wilbur was the kind to play tough, and she wiped her tears away at once before turning to Kyra. "Miss Kyra, is that Demetra guy going to be fine?" Kyra looked at Wilbur. "Don't worry. Demetra's aura is very strong, just like yours. Besides, he's benefited greatly from this battle." "Thank you." "Rest well." Kyra left the room, coming out to the hallway and dialing a number. "Sir, the Holy One has been taken out." "Good work. I guess Wilbur Penn really is of use to us. Keep an eye on him, Kyra. I'll let you know if there's another mission." "Alright, Sir." Kyra hung up the phone and turned around to the sight of Tina with tears in her eyes. "Miss Kyra, you said that you'd give me a chance to be with Wilbur as long as the Holy One was killed. Wi