The black light beam landed squarely on Adrian's chest. The beams even went through his chest and exited from his back.That single punch stunned everyone as Adrian coughed up blood and was thrown back two hundred meters, crashing heavily into the ground."Aah!!!"Many spectators screamed. Some felt rage building up inside of them. "Sir!""Sir!" Jerome and Remy's eyes turned bloodshot when they saw what happened and were about to rush to his aid. "Continue!" Adrian yelled, "Remember what I said, do not let your emotions take over no matter what happens. The two of you represent our hope for a better future. Now, carry on!" Jerome and Remy seemed to be on the verge of a mental breakdown. While everyone watched in astonishment, Adrian clutched his chest and got to his feet.Seeing that he was able to stand up, Bashir said amusedly, "That's strange. You're the only human who has ever taken my attack and lived. Have I gone easy on you perhaps? To an immortal like me, destroy
The first elder frowned upon hearing this. Raquel added, "Adrian's powers will only last for so long. He'll begin to weaken soon. Also, his body won't be able to withstand the blowback.""This will be the hardest fight he has been through so far," the sixth elder said. "He won’t last much longer," Raquel said. Within minutes, Adrian began to pant heavily, while Bashir looked like he had a lot of energy left to spare. There were very few instances where Adrian had shown to be this exhausted. It was evident that the explosive powers he unleashed had been depleted, and he was about to suffer a relentless flurry of attacks. Sure enough, Bashir threw Adrian to the ground the moment Raquel finished her sentence. At that moment, countless wounds appeared on Adrian's body, and his muscles that were bulging a moment ago began to recede."Oh no…"“Sh*t…"Everyone stared wide-eyed at the scene before them. The mighty War Legate Draco could not last long against an immortal. But despit
Everyone stopped the moment they heard his words, not daring to take another step forward. Based on the current situation, it did not matter if they had the number's advantage as it would be futile against an immortal. "War Legate Draco!" "War Legate Draco!"Everyone looked at Adrian anxiously, yet were helpless to do anything no matter how furious they were. Bashir had proven that he could single-handedly rival all of Wyvern Peak. It seems like no one could help Adrian. Pow, pow, pow!!!After another flurry of punches, Bashir sent Adrian flying once more with a huge grin on his face. His movements were so swift that he looked like a blur to everyone else's eyes. Raquel, Lucas, and the others were watching the battle from above, showing no intention of moving in to save Adrian. They would have done so a lot sooner if Adrian had not told them that he wanted to give Jerome and the others one last lesson through this fight. On top of that, he wanted to show the outlanders Wyvern P
Bashir took a few steps back and sneered after breaking Adrian's leg. "Still able to stand up, you little brat? I do have to hand it to you for lasting this long against an immortal. Still, this is your limit. Is everyone in Wyvern Peak and Novemton capable of only this much?" Seeing Bashir laughing away, Zero frowned and coldly said, "That b*stard would've been blown to smithereens by Novemton’s bombshells if War Legate Draco hadn't given us orders otherwise."In truth, Crystal had ordered for the most powerful weapons in Novemton's headquarters to be locked onto Bashir. All it took was for Adrian to give them the order, and Bashir would be blown to bits. Yet, he said nothing about this. This was the last time he was enduring a blow for Novemton so that he could awaken the fighting spirits inside all Novemtoners. More importantly, he wanted to ignite Jerome and Remy's hearts.'This is my only shot at getting this right!'Under everyone's gaze, Adrian, whose one leg was now brok
The spectators were stunned by Adrian’s battle, and Jerome and Remy were still in the midst of their heated battle. Everyone knew Bashir could claim Adrian's life at any second, and all of Wyvern Peak was close to deathly silence. The only sound remaining was from Bashir's relentless attacks and the two candidates' duel. Jerome knew he needed to defeat Remy as quickly as possible if he wanted the slightest chance of saving Adrian. Remy knew this as well, which was why he needed to defeat Jerome with everything he had.Such was Adrian's hope for them, that they would fight each other to the best of their abilities. Otherwise, everything he had done and suffered would be in vain.Pow, pow, pow!!!Through the storm of punches, Remy and Jerome broke past their physical limits dozens of times. Meanwhile, Adrian was close to passing out, but he refused to give hope and kept withstanding the damage Bashir inflicted on him. Jerome felt as though every single punch Bashir landed on Adria
The two candidates caused countless explosions.Jerome knew Adrian was close to death. He called upon all of his might and charged at Remy. His attack was so domineering and powerful that he threw Remy backward till he tumbled off the stage.Thud!Everyone at the scene was shocked when they saw Remy fall off the stage. "Jerome won!”“He won!" Everyone cheered excitedly as they gazed at the champion. After Remy was thrown out, the glimmer of light around him and Jerome faded away and they both panted heavily. The hall fell silent as Jerome walked toward Remy. He reached out a hand and said, "Brothers forever."Remy grasped Jerome's hand and replied, "Keep pushing forward, for all our brothers' sakes!" Jerome nodded and looked up, where the generals of Wyvern Peak were on their feet. In a booming voice, the first elder said, "Jerome Yahn!" Jerome got down on one knee. "Yes, sir!" The first elder walked onto the stage with a tray holding a medallion. It had the words "War
Dong, dong, dong!!!The sound of Wyvern Peak's war drum spread across the sky. The newly-appointed battle warriors and godkings had assembled. Novemton Media and the outlands' media platforms shifted their cameras toward Jerome, who slowly bent over to pick Adrian up. Gazing at Adrian, Jerome said, "You’ve gotten old, sir. Leave the rest to me. I'll carry on your hopes and ambition and make Novemton a glorious place.”He turned around and handed Adrian to Raquel. "Take care of him. I'll handle this.""I will." Raquel nodded and took Adrian away. "None of you are to interfere with my battle. I will eliminate Bashir with my own two hands and avenge War Legate Draco.” "Yes, sir!" everyone answered. Jerome looked up at Bashir. "I will be your opponent now. Come down." Bashir was very surprised. He had not expected to witness the new legate of Wyvern Peak replacing the old. He laughed and said, "Your predecessor was no match for me, yet you dare be so insolent toward me? I am
"Arghh!!!" Bashir screamed in agony as his chest was ripped open. He no longer seemed as arrogant as he did a moment ago but was filled with immense terror. Opposite him, Jerome's face was filled with a chilling murderous intent as he said, "You punched him fifty times, so now, I'm going to give you back five hundred punches." "Wh-What?!" Bashir's expression fell. Jerome sent out a flurry of punches, finishing all five hundred punches in under ten seconds. Bashir, now riddled with wounds, was no longer able to remain standing. He collapsed to his knees. Blood was oozing out of his every orifice, making him a miserable sight.Bashir was now terrified of Jerome, who looked like a demon at that moment. The same could be said for everyone else around the world. They were terrified by Wyvern Peak's newborn legate."P-Please, let me go… Don't kill me!"Bashir broke down and he started crying. He had been hired by the Rondoniers to kill Wyvern Peak's new legate. He had wanted to show