Greg’s sole focus was to kill Adrian, determined to claim his head. "Damn you! I’d like to see how you escape now. If you want this spirit treasure, then go to hell for it!" His voice rang out with fury.Adrian responded with a cold laugh. "Do you really think you're guaranteed to win?"From Adrian’s perspective, Greg was far too confident. Did the latter really believe he had what it took to defeat him? Even with a crowd charging at him, Adrian didn’t flinch.Tyron, standing nearby, couldn’t fathom what Adrian was thinking. In such a fierce and terrifying situation, most would have fled. But Adrian remained calm, facing everything head-on. His composure was beyond what anyone could understand.With a flash of killing intent in his eyes, Adrian said, "Tyron, stay behind me. It won’t take long to deal with these ants."Tyron froze, uncertain about what Adrian had up his sleeve. He wondered whether Adrian could really take on the overwhelming number of enemies before them.The crow
At that moment, they all felt the terrifying power surrounding them. Adrian looked like a demonic god, wielding an invincible force that left everyone paralyzed with dread. Suspended in mid-air, his body glowed with brilliant golden light intertwined with streaks of green, amplifying the fearsome aura that gripped the onlookers. None of them had anticipated his true power, and as they watched in horror, their fear only grew.Unbeknownst to most, Adrian had already launched an attack from another direction. Greg, quick to notice, was startled and shouted in alarm, “This scoundrel! He’s planning a sneak attack!”Turning to counter the strike, Greg sensed the unusual nature of Adrian’s movements, while the rest remained oblivious to the imminent danger. But it was too late. Adrian had already initiated another attack from a different angle, creating the illusion that there were two of him. The crowd was horrified by the sight."How is this possible? Isn’t there already one of him over
At this moment, Greg was consumed by frustration. No matter how hard he speculated, he couldn't comprehend what Adrian had experienced. Fueled by anger, he charged madly toward Adrian. In Greg's mind, eliminating Adrian was imperative. He couldn’t shake off the humiliation he had suffered at Adrian’s hands.Adrian’s nonchalance only intensified Greg's resolve. He understood that between him and Adrian, only one could emerge as the true chosen one. Conflicts often ended with one side utterly defeated. The first to show weakness would be deemed inferior, destined for a miserable fate.As violent energy shook the corridor, Adrian observed the group with a calm, faint smile in his eyes. Suddenly, his expression shifted. He sensed something unsettling in the corridor. Surprise flickered across his face.He hadn't anticipated such fluctuations in this passageway. It seemed staying here much longer wasn't wise. But the others, blind to the disturbance, continued their frenzied assault on h
After all, geniuses tend to be vengeful. If a formidable talent like Adrian chose to seek retribution, it would spell endless trouble for everyone involved. The reality was clear—offending Adrian would lead to unimaginable consequences. He was not someone to be trifled with. If they dared to challenge him, the outcome would be dire. They would either die, or he would.Adrian’s gaze was icy, filled with fury. From his perspective, those before him would have to pay dearly for their actions.“What a bunch of idiots! Now I'll show you my true power!” With that declaration, Adrian threw a punch with nothing but his bare hands, relying solely on his physical strength to confront the crowd.In an instant, three versions of Adrian merged into one, while the distant figure of him vanished. Greg sneered coldly upon witnessing Adrian's three separate forms coalesce into one.“Hmph! I knew his power was limited. That earlier attack must have drained him, leaving him much weaker now,” Greg pro
This feeling… It was usually something he inflicted on others. Greg couldn’t understand why he was experiencing it now, and he stared at Adrian in disbelief.‘What’s happening to him? Why is this happening?’ he thought.The power radiating from Adrian was terrifying, and Greg realized he was no match for him. Once this thought crossed the latter’s mind, it felt impossible to shake. His expression darkened further, his desire to kill Adrian burning even brighter.“What a bunch of trash, especially you. What’s wrong? Are you scared? Keep going!” Adrian taunted, clearly not satisfied yet. His eyes, filled with killing intent, scanned the crowd for someone to challenge.The crowd grimaced, their anger rising. Adrian’s arrogance made them want to kill him, and Greg felt particularly targeted. If he didn’t step up now, he would lose all his dignity. Everyone was looking at him with strange expressions. After all, he had been the loudest earlier. Yet after just one clash, he seemed to hav
Adrian’s earlier words revealed a harsh truth. By calling everyone useless, he was specifically pointing out Greg’s incompetence. As a result, Greg stood there like a turtle retreating into its shell, too afraid to advance. Naturally, the crowd saw him as completely worthless. Although Greg was considered a prodigy, he appeared no better than trash in Adrian’s presence.This situation only intensified the crowd's disdain for him. Every prodigy had their pride, and Adrian’s insult had been particularly harsh, leaving Greg utterly humiliated. The crowd's doubtful gazes turned toward him.Greg could feel their disdain, which ignited his anger. It was clear that no one here intended to follow him.“You’re just a bunch of useless cowards. Fine, stay here and wait all you want!” he shouted before charging into the golden light, clearly following closely behind Adrian.Greg thought that although he couldn’t defeat Adrian now, he believed the right opportunity would come. He wanted Adrian
Swallowston, the biggest city in Navia.Something astounding happened.A private cruise ship appeared on the horizon of the Swallowston Sea. Hundreds of fighter jets escorted the ship from the air while an aircraft carrier sailed behind it. Cars pulled over and onlookers were stopped behind a yellow line. All to open up a path for a legend.The person was rumored to be a bigshot, the protector of Swallowston, bearing the title of “War Legate.”“Welcome back, War Legate!” a roar came from the pier where ten thousand soldiers were lined up, looking in high spirits.A young man disembarked from the ship. He looked majestic with his head held high. He had an air of confidence that could change the mood of wherever he went and seemed unbeatable.The man was a legend in the military and a hero of the country. He was given the title of “War Legate” and was only second to one other person. He founded the Blood Corps which was sharp as a sword and was undefeatable. This man was a legend
“What? The war legate is coming?” Everyone’s eyes grew wide upon hearing the news.“Wilfred, who is this war legate? Was he the one…” Leonard was in awe.There was only one person who held that title in all of Navia—the leader of the Blood Corps. There was no other like him.The entire city of Swallowston had to accommodate the man’s every move today.“Who else? Of course, it’s the Bellum Legate who had a ten thousand soldier-strong blockade today.”“Heavens, he’s coming to our home?”“Grandfather is so famous that even the legate is coming to see him?”The legate was well-known among the citizens, but few had ever seen him.“The gods are smiling upon our family.” Harold raised his hands. “Ever since Henry’s death, our family has been blessed with wave after wave of prosperity. Even the legate is coming to celebrate my birthday!”Everyone present was excited. What had they done to deserve attention from the legate?The Xanders were overjoyed.***“Father, the legate is almos