As soon as Adrian finished speaking, he punched the air, unleashing a fierce power that struck mercilessly. The space around him trembled under the force, making the entire realm shudder as if it were unprepared for the impact.With a cold smile, Adrian scanned his surroundings. This space was different from before. If he had still been in the area where he had fought earlier, the realm wouldn't have shaken at all. That previous space had been nearly indestructible, but now his punch caused noticeable vibrations.Realizing this, Adrian felt a surge of surprise. Somehow, the space around him had changed without him noticing. The true mastermind behind this must be incredibly powerful. It also explained why no one had interfered while he refined his energy. It was likely this hidden figure who had silently switched the realms.With this thought in mind, Adrian threw another punch.Boom!From the shadows, a voice growled, “You insolent brat. Today, I’ll make you wish for death and le
The hidden figure sneered, convinced that Adrian couldn't possibly find them. Their position was too concealed, and no matter how formidable Adrian was, it seemed unlikely he could uncover it easily.However, as soon as the figure finished speaking, Adrian suddenly converged into a single body, his clones vanishing. In his hand, he summoned a blazing golden light.“Eight Desolate Fist!” he shouted, launching a punch filled with primordial power aimed directly at the space around him.“What… How is this possible?” the hidden figure exclaimed, their voice sounding distant and ethereal. Yet their reaction confirmed what Adrian suspected. Adrian had found his opponent.Adrian's punch exploded into the air, shaking the surroundings with his overwhelming strength. The hidden figure was stunned, unable to comprehend what was happening. The force of the punch tore a massive hole in space, revealing the figure behind the scenes—a skeletal old man with a flickering soul flame.Adrian smirke
The old man’s face contorted with rage. He now understood it was all a trap. He hadn’t anticipated Adrian’s cunning. Everything Adrian had done was part of a setup.The truth was that Adrian had swapped the Soul Devouring Sword from the very beginning. The sword he had been holding wasn’t the genuine one, and this realization filled the old man with seething anger.“How despicably cunning. And you claim to be from a righteous force. What a joke!” The old man sneered, his sarcasm dripping with venom. He seemed to find some solace in his insult.Adrian merely chuckled coldly. “An old fool like you dares to speak like that? Have you forgotten how you just tried to deal with me? With all that arrogance, surely you expected a fitting end. Someone like you is long overdue for a lesson.”Adrian’s words only fueled the old man’s fury, making him want to charge forward and tear Adrian apart.“Die!” the old man bellowed, fighting back frantically. He intended to finish Adrian once and for a
The old man's anger flared. “Boy, don’t think you’re the only one with special techniques. My power is beyond your comprehension.” His voice dripped with arrogance, fully convinced that Adrian was just an insect to be crushed.Adrian’s expression remained cold. “Old man, there's no need to get so worked up. Don’t worry. I’ll send you to the underworld soon enough.”In the blood-red space, Adrian unleashed a punch that shattered everything in its path. A blinding flash of crimson light erupted as his strike hit the old man's skeletal frame. His bones trembled, and with a loud crack, a small fragment broke off. Though it was just a tiny piece, the old man’s soul flame flickered as if that skeletal frame was his most prized possession.Adrian smirked. “So, this skeleton isn’t just a puppet. It’s your real body, isn’t it? If I crush it, I doubt you’ll last much longer, old man.”The elder's expression twisted with fury. “Stop spouting nonsense!” He was visibly flustered, rattled by Adr
“Boy, if you spare me, I can offer you a valuable treasure,” the old man suddenly proposed, hinting at a compromise. It seemed he was beginning to reconsider his position, sensing that Adrian was intent on wearing him down until he fell. Despite his experience, the old man could see through Adrian’s intentions.Adrian recognized that the old man wanted to end this prolonged fight. The longer it continued, the more the old man feared for his life, which he valued above all else. For someone like him, survival was paramount.A trace of a cold smile crossed Adrian’s face as he regarded the old man. ‘Old fool, do you really think I’d let you leave so easily? There’s no way I’d make it that simple,’ he thought.To Adrian, absorbing the elder’s soul power would only make him stronger. Letting him go was out of the question.“Since you’re offering, I suppose I’ll take you up on it,” Adrian said, feigning agreement. The power in the space around them seemed to loosen, and the old man’s eye
Adrian’s expression remained icy as the blood-red Soul Devouring Sword in his hand trembled with unrestrained energy. He was determined to unleash everything he had to finish this battle. There was no way he would let the old man before him escape.The power in Adrian’s hand shuddered in the void, and runic symbols spread around them, forming an array as he continued to clash with the elder. Setting up formations while fighting was his usual strategy.As Adrian gathered terrifying energy, the elder began to sense something was amiss. Observing the shifting space, he felt an unsettling change in his surroundings, though he couldn’t pinpoint what was happening. An increasing sense of apprehension crept over him.‘What is this kid doing?’ he wondered, watching Adrian’s power radiate. His suspicion grew with each passing moment.Adrian’s face remained stoic and cold. He knew exactly what he was doing. In the distance, Tyron and the others observed flashes of blue light illuminating the
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