As the crowd continued their chatter, Oscar felt the weight of suspicion growing. It seemed like everyone would soon believe he was with the daemons. The thought fueled his rage, making his attacks even more relentless.

Tyron's expression turned icy. Oscar's strength had been formidable from the start, but now, enraged, he was even more dangerous.

Bam!

Tyron was sent flying, a bitter taste rising in his throat as he spat out a mouthful of blood. He appeared severely injured. His face darkened as he realized he had underestimated Oscar's power. At first glance, Oscar had seemed like a mere dark immortal, with only the two dark immortals at his side appearing particularly strong. But now, it was clear that Oscar himself was far more formidable than anyone had anticipated.

Oscar's expression was cold as he spoke, "I am a human and have done nothing wrong. If you retract your accusations, I’ll spare you today. Otherwise, just like Adrian killed Andreas, I’ll kill you, and no one will o