As soon as he said that, Mattaniah Cerghal sent another blast of gray energy in the Yuraeceon Genesis Bellʼs direction.

Simultaneously, the middle-aged man raised his hand and blasted his golden energy. His attack deflected the gray energy instantly.

“What are you doing, Yegor?” Mattaniah shouted furiously.

“I think you shouldnʼt make enemies out of these young men.” Yegor smiled faintly. “Otherwise, you might come to regret your actions later.”

Mattaniah laughed scornfully. “It seems you know these people quite well. You are here to help them. Am I right?”

“They donʼt need my help.” Yegorʼs smile broadened.

“If you insist on fighting them, people will question the appropriateness of your actions today. Moreover, you’ll probably succeed in wounding them. However, you will also end up severely injured.

“If that happens, the Iustus Sect will lose their strongest protector. Would the Yaquis Sect and the Timaeus Sect let slip such a great opportunity to bring down the Iustus