Chapter 1174

Frank's body was basically divine, but his pure vigor remained at Birthright rank.

He mused to himself, his mind far away. "If I learned to ride a cloud and cast magic, would I really become divine? Or perhaps… Ascendant rank?"

Could his physicality have surpassed Ascendant rank and reached Transcendent rank?

And there were barely a handful Ascendant ranks across Draconia!

Still, Frank soon came to his senses, cast a sweeping glance over the goons kowtowing to him, and sniffed. "Get out."

"Yes, yes, yes… We will be gone right now…"

"Come on, let's go…"

Frank stood, not chasing after the goons as they all fled.

He was not that bloodthirsty. Even if those men more than deserved death, they had lost the will to fight and were no nuisance to Frank, so he was not bothered.

"That's enough." Frank grabbed Peter by the collar just then, pulling him off Larry as if he was a housecat.

Larry was a bloody mess and half-dead—Peter really did not hold back for the sake of his survival.