Two massive energies erupted and shot straight into the sky. It was the raw power released by Garal, the Lord of Abyss City.

One was heavy and overwhelming, while the other was dark and obscure, impossible to fully grasp. It was the battle intent surging from Andrew.

"Out here in the wastelands, no one stands against the Ludendorff family."

Garal's warhammer slammed head-on into Andrew's greatsword.

The two of them clashed like gladiators, launching into brutal attacks the moment they met. It was a direct contest of strength and explosive physical power.

Andrew's hair whipped wildly in the raging currents of energy.

Godslayer crashed down on Garal in a three-strike combo, and each blow was heavier than the last. By the third strike, the massive blade of Godslayer was already flowing with scorching light.

Nonetheless, Garal was no ordinary opponent. He was nothing like the City of Hope's lord and those of his kind. As a key territorial commander of the Ludendorff family, he posse