Logan's body cells were celebrating with joy. Stronger vital energy coursed through his veins, making him feel more powerful by the minute.But it wasn't just the energy. His body was also growing stronger thanks to the infusion of power.Taking a deep breath, he stood up."Without the Clari Decocti
"You… don't know, do you? H-Hubert… Sylv-vester… They are all… trapped! Hahaha! He… He'll make sure… they die!" A malicious grin appeared on Carina's lips. "E-Etie… That bitch… is g-getting fucked…”Carina wanted to see hate on Logan's face before death. Unfortunately, all it did was make Logan loo
The old man fell backward and writhed in his death, his expression frozen in shock. He was one of the best fighters in the Enforcement Hall, yet he died like a fly being swatted.The crowd followed Logan forward with a smug glare. The organization's real body was there—in the event hall. A few Enfo
The crowd stared at them, wide-eyed.Logan pushed Zayd away from him with a flick of his wrist.Zayd felt as though a truck had hit him. He flew backward along with the sword, which then impaled itself onto the wall along with Zayd. The man died on the spot from two simple actions. The female atte
Dijkstra, the leader of his own group, joined the Swalesbury chapter for one sole reason: Logan. Once an outsider himself, he initially viewed the Corynthean Martial Arts Association as a casual alliance of martial artists. But upon joining, he quickly realized the association's remarkable structura
Logan slept for only several hours. It still refreshed him because at his level, he needed only two or three hours of sleep. The time had come. Logan showed up at the Fort of Artuz alone. The ancient structure was a great monument adorning a hill, and since it was not designated as a tourist attrac
"Well, I'll just do as Elder Zahir suggests for now and let you live on borrowed time. You'll get your lesson soon enough. Mark my words!" Keith snorted and ignored Logan. He glanced at Adolf and his troupe and smiled to greet them. "Welcome to Corynthea! I hope the journey hasn't been too tiring."
Adolf scowled. "All insults to Grand Masters are blasphemy at their core, kid. The only fitting punishment is… death!"Clouds pooled around him and gathered in his palm. He waved, and a stream of white shot out of his hand like a whip. The crowd was certain Logan, and his scrawny physique could neve