At this moment, the terrifying puppets charged forward once again, their dark energy erupting with intense force. This eerie aura formed a vast net, enveloping Adrian.

Observing the scene, Adrian drew his sword and remarked, “As expected, you are indeed formidable. But while you may be arrogant, your path is misguided.”

Oscar, unfazed, replied, “Even if you have great strength, do you really think you can defeat us with just a sword?” His tone suggested that Adrian’s efforts were laughable, and he was determined to make Adrian pay for opposing him.

Adrian countered, “Even with three puppets, it doesn’t guarantee your victory.”

The puppets roared, their skin bursting and blood flowing, causing shock among the crowd.

“That's disgusting!”

“What kind of secret art is this?”

An elderly man in green robes spoke up, “This is an ancient dark art that harnesses the formidable force of hell using one's own power. It can make the user’s strength even more terrifying. I didn’t expect Oscar