"You can try, but I don't think you're a match for me," Clark said.Clark and Harriett had been facing off against each other in the base for over ten minutes. The people around them dared not intervene as nobody wanted to become the target of their aggression."If there's nothing else, I'll be leaving now," Clark said, taking his coat from one of his men and heading toward the exit with a smirk."Stop!" Harriet's voice boomed in a deep commanding tone.Clark ignored Harriett's demand and continued to walk away, while his men behind him put on defiant expressions. The garrison had always been a looming threat over them, but this time they could finally stand tall alongside Clark and revel in their newfound confidence."Mr. Harriett, please stop. We don't have any evidence against them. We can't keep them here!" an army officer shouted. Harriett could only glare angrily as Clark swaggered away. "I swear I’ll kill him one day," he clenched his fists, growling under his breath.Th

If hit, Adrian would be unable to wield his sword which would inevitably weaken his combat power. Unfortunately, things did not go as planned. It looked as if Adrian could not dodge the attack in time, but in reality, he just did not feel the need to do so. "You're quite remarkable as a fighter, but you're still no match for me," Adrian remarked. His Draco Force shielded him from Clark's punch, rendering it ineffective and wounding Clark's hands instead."What are you?" Clark gasped, his face dark with suspicion. He failed to notice that the blood dripping from his fists was steadily flowing toward the statue."Rather than questioning my identity, why don't you turn around and look at what's behind you," Adrian suggested, pointing his sword toward the statue.Clark suddenly felt a stinging sensation in his hands. Looking down, he was horrified to see that his hands had dried up just like the desiccated corpses under the statue. All the moisture in his hand had vanished, leaving on

This time, Adrian didn't utilize his Ebony Shade. Instead, he simply raised his hand and reached slowly into the space before him. Then, his hand seemed to vanish from the air.Whether it was Adrian or the white-robed deity, both knew Adrian's hand had already transcended time and space, arriving in another world. In that world stood the white-robed youth. Just as the white-robed youth's hand had done before, Adrian's hand also traversed to another world, seizing the neck of his enemy.On the divine seat, a hand suddenly appeared before the being, gripping his neck with an indescribable force."Let go of me!”"Didn't I warn you to brace yourself for death? Haven't you realized yet?""Realized what?""That you're nothing but an ant in the presence of true gods."Boom!Above the utterly shattered temple, dark clouds churned. A bolt of lightning streaked across the sky, followed by belated thunder. After the thunder, the white-robed youth transformed into a beam of light and vanis

Furthermore, each time this man materialized, it was at the periphery of the battlefield between the two factions. The duration of his appearance often lasted less than a minute. Yet, within that brief interval, the battle would conclude. Remarkably, few took notice of him, save for Clement and a handful of level-eight experts who vaguely sensed an anomaly.Whenever Scarlet Star initiated a counterattack, peculiar occurrences within the enemy ranks thwarted their efforts, leading Sable Emblem to suspect Adrian's involvement. Sable Emblem’s fortunes seemed too improbable to be mere coincidence. This pattern mirrored their clash with the Hell Peaks. Despite comparable power levels between Hell Peaks and Sable Emblem, including their three level-eight experts like Keiran who possessed superior combat prowess, an inexplicable turn of events led to Keiran and one of his companions perishing during the counterattack. Ultimately, Sable Emblem emerged triumphant. The circumstances surrounding

The guard seethed with fury upon Adrian's question. It highlighted the stark contrast between them: some remained unfazed in the face of adversity. To Adrian, the guard's level seemed beneath consideration, unworthy of eliciting anger. Yet, for the guard, being looked down upon was the ultimate insult, a sign of his lack of confidence. Adrian's question stoked the flames of his indignation, leading to a barrage of profanity directed at Adrian.Fortunately, no customers bore witness to the guard's shameful outburst. However, Adrian was not one to tolerate insults passively. This time, rather than engaging in verbal sparring, he opted for action. Without even drawing the Divine Frost Slayer Blade, Adrian delivered a powerful punch that sent the guard crashing into the inn's door. The impact left a dent in the steel and caused the guard to cough up blood, prompting the inn's other guards to intervene and escort him to the clinic. Now, Adrian faced off against the inn guards of the Unicor