Semua Bab The Forgotten Titan's Resurgence: Bab 691 - Bab 696

A few minutes later, an aircraft slowly descended, and several figures disembarked. Among them were four people Noel recognized—Chaim and the others he had stopped before.However, that wasn't the important part.Noel's eyes landed on the man leading the group. It was a middle-aged man in a dark green robe. He whispered, "That should be Nethercult's leader. He's powerful."The energy he radiates is of a Supreme, but my gut tells me he's not fully a Supreme yet. At best, he must be half a step away. There's still something missing."Ronan spoke grimly, "They're here for the netherflame. Gideon's in trouble. But that kid could already go toe-to-toe with a Supreme before. Now, after the transformation, his physique should be even stronger. He shouldn't fear Tristan."On the shore, Chaim was confused. "Mr. Leblanc, why are we here?""Idiot," Tristan snapped. "That freak absorbed the netherflame. He'll be desperate for a safe place to suppress it. He couldn't stay in the aircraft forev

Gideon and Tristan clashed fists and were blown backward.Gideon's whole body went numb. He thought to himself, "Anyone who's remotely close to the word 'supreme' is no joke."Tristan, meanwhile, was shaken to his core. The moment their fists met, a massive force surged through his arm.If he hadn't reacted in time to deflect the impact, his body would've taken serious damage. Even so, his right arm was almost completely numb now.His long sleeves covered it so no one could see the trembling."No wonder it's called the Solar Titan Physique. It's one of the top-tier physiques. Now I see why.""That was nothing. Watch out, Mr. Neblanc. I'm about to turn it up." Gideon laughed loudly, battle intent soaring.He launched a full-on attack.It was not a secret technique. Instead, it was just pure close-quarters combat.That put Tristan in a tough spot. Just one exchange had already left him at a disadvantage. If they kept going toe-to-toe, there was a real risk he would get injured an

The broken blade condensed the force of the blade itself."The great Marshal Snow is using a broken blade? How pathetic! My ghost blade was forged over three years, infused with countless rare materials. It's indestructible," Tristan boasted, laughing."If the man's weak, the weapon doesn't matter."Gideon's casual jab left Tristan speechless, his face flushed with shame."A smart aleck, I see. Die!"Just like that, a black blade arc came down.Gideon stayed calm, swung the broken blade, and a white arc of energy shot upward.The black and white blades clashed and shattered on impact.Tristan's next move followed immediately. "The eighth style of the 13 Ghost Blades! Nether's Pass!"The strike carried a chilling gale. The sound of wailing ghosts and howling spirits echoed.As it neared, Gideon noticed countless skulls swirling in the wind. They were only shadows, but enough to make one's scalp crawl. They were clawing and snarling, like demons escaping from hell."Those are p