"It's over!" Devon gasped when he sensed Leon approaching. Leon just killed the Four Apostles on his own, and based on Leon's showcase of power earlier, Devon already knew that he could not win against Leon. Not daring to take Leon's attack directly, Devon darted away, but since Leon wielded the Phantom Steps, he fell short in terms of speed. Though he managed to evade a few attacks, he soon found himself backing away with no chance of fighting back. If this continued, Devon would not last long and might suffer the same fate as the Four Apostles. Naturally, the Southern Boss was struggling as well. Without Devon's help, the Southern Boss could hardly stand a chance of defeating Arthur. After a brief exchange, the Southern Boss soon found himself in a defensive position and would soon face defeat. "Southern Boss, Leon, and Arthur are too powerful. We won't win! Think of something, or we'll both die today," Devon shouted; The arrogant look on his face vanishing without a trac
Leon and Arthur soon saw the face of the person who appeared out of nowhere. "That's the Demon Lord!" The other party was a middle-aged man of about fifty years old, with half of his face covered by a demon mask, concealing his appearance. Several strands of strangely located grey hair hang down from his forehead; his aura was chilling and sharp, giving off a faint, murderous vibe, evoking an extremely dangerous and sinister feeling. At first glance, it was evident that he is no ordinary person. Everyone was shocked once they recognized that they were staring at the Demon Lord, the criminal ranking third place on the criminal list. Though the Demon Lord hid in the central region and none of them ever saw him in person, the Dragon Corps published photos and details about the Demon Lord, displaying the demon mask he wore and the strands of grey hair as the Demon Lord's unique features. Through those features, the others instantly recognized who he was. "Leon, Old Thompson,
"Great! Southern Boss, so you've been hiding your ace card all along! You truly are well-prepared!" Devon and the Hiltons were all overjoyed. They all knew about the Demon Lord, and that he was in the Advanced Almighty State; he was close to reaching the Peak Almighty State and there was not a single person in the southern region that could defeat him. With the Demon Lord's help, Leon and Arthur would surely perish and the others could seize the opportunity to eliminate the Thompsons. The despair they felt earlier was now replaced by joy and surprise. "What?" Contrary to their excitement, Leon and the Thompsons were all devastated. Arthur heard from the Dragon Guards not long ago that the Demon Lord arrived at the southern region and had his eyes on the Thompsons. At the time, he did not believe that and thought that it was odd for the Demon Lord to travel to the southern region from the central region all of a sudden. At this moment, he finally realized that what the Dra
"Not bad! You sure have everything planned out!" Leon laughed angrily. To deal with the Southern Boss, Leon sought Alfred's help in sending a few Dragon Guards over for safety measures. However, he did so in a rush, and the Southern branch of Dragon Corps was situated in a distance from where Leon was, so the Dragon Guards were likely still on the way to their rescue. Once the Dragon Guards arrived, Leon would be able to join forces with them and eliminate the Demon Lord. "Loen, I have to admit that you are a talented young man for reaching the Intermediate Almighty State at your age. However, it was foolish of you to stand in my way, which means you have no choice but to die!" The Southern Boss said proudly as though he already won the battle. "You think you're going to win just because the Demon Lord came to help? What a joke!" Leon scoffed and stared at the Demon Lord and Southern Boss contemptuously. Though the Dragon Guards were yet to arrive, Leon still had one trick up
"As expected of the Demon Lord!" "Indeed! He's one of the top three criminals in this country!" ... Angus and the Thompsons gasped and their hearts sank at the sight of Arthur being defeated. They all knew how powerful Arthur was as he long reached the Advanced Almighty State; still, the Demon Lord managed to defeat him directly with a single wave of his arm, which proved just how terrifying the Demon Lord was. "Damn it!" Arthur’s expression darkened. He initially thought that his power rivalled that of the Demon Lord and it was at this moment that he realized he underestimated the Demon Lord. If even a formidable martial artist like Arthur struggled to fight the Demon Lord, Leon, and the other Thompsons would not stand a chance. Instantly, the hope that rose within the Thompsons over Leon's earlier victory was replaced by despair. "Great!" "Leon and the Thompsons are doomed!" ... Contrary to the Thompsons' despair, the Hiltons and Spears were excited. From th
"There's no need for us to retreat! Elder Thompson, you don't have to worry. The Demon Lord isn't that scary! Just get back and stay away from me. I'll take care of the Demon Lord and the Southern Boss!" Leon said. The Potential Energy Force he possessed was a wide-range attack and he needed to time it perfectly so that he could strike both the Demon Lord and the Southern Boss with a single blow. So long as he managed to injure or kill one of them severely, the Thompsons would be able to turn the tables; however, Arthur was standing close to him at the moment, so Leon did not launch the Potential Energy Force out of fear that he would accidentally injure Arthur. "What?!" Both Arthur and Angus were stunned. Though Leon was a formidable young man with a great many tricks up his sleeves, they all just witnessed how he was injured by the Southern Boss earlier. The Demon Lord was even more powerful than the Southern Boss, and it seemed clear to everyone that Leon had no means of p
Stunned by the impact, Leon paled and puked blood as he was forced to back away, before collapsing onto the ground. Thankfully, the Mirror of Sovereign helped to fend off most of the Southern Boss’s true energy; Hence, he did not suffer major damage despite having taken the attack face-on. Still, the pain in his chest was evident and he realized that his injuries worsened. "Mister Wolf, you can't defeat the Southern Boss! Take Yuri and run. If you don't run now, it'll all be too late," Arthur was devastated when he saw Leon injured once again. He desperately wanted to help Leon and buy him time to escape, but was far too occupied with the Demon Lord to be of any help. Hence, he could only urge Leon to run while fighting the Demon Lord. If Leon refused to leave, both he and the Thompsons would all meet their demise today. "Old Thompson, enough blabbering! You should worry about yourself!" The Demon Lord scoffed and his attacks rained down upon Arthur. Arthur's power could
"Baam!" Under the terrified looks around them, the attacks clashed. The Demon Lord's attack instantly tore through Arhtur's Stormy Punch and slammed hard against Arthur, sending him flying into the distance. A sharp, agonizing pain pierced through Arhtur's chest, and blood oozed from his lips. Thankfully, his power was comparable to that of the Demon Lord and his Stormy Punch cancelled out most of the Demon Lord's Dragon Breath. Though he suffered injuries from the attack, none of his vital organs were harmed. "Old Thompson, prepare to die!" The Demon charged toward Arthur, who was still on the ground, to kill Arthur on the spot. "Damn it!" Arthur paled. He desperately wanted to run, but was so severely injured that he could barely move. He watched as the Demon Lord's figure approached, unable to fight or dodge. At the same time, the Southern Boss was also launching a powerful strike at Leon. "Die! Divine Kick!" The Southern Boss sneered evilly and launched a powerful