“What? The guy isn’t dead? How is that even possible?”

“He’s not only alive, but he’s completely unscathed. This is insane!”

“How can this be? Is he wearing some kind of armor?”

“Even if he was, there’s no way he could survive Venerable Truce’s strike without a scratch!”

The spectators stared in disbelief as Jeremiah stood there with a seemingly indifferent expression.

Truce’s previous strike was devastating, unstoppable, and could split mountains and rivers.

Under normal circumstances, given Jeremiah’s build, he should’ve been left crippled even if he survived. But he was completely unscathed. This was a sight that defied everyone’s understanding and logic.

Even Truce was left questioning this reality. The Drakon Banisher, a signature move of the Banisher Technique, was known for its unmatched power. Once unleashed, it was nearly impossible for anyone to block, and it had never failed to deliver its intended result.

Truce was certain his strike had hit Jeremiah, but he couldn’t understand how he had emerged without a scratch or blemish.

What kind of monstrous body did he have? Was Jeremiah some sort of demon in disguise?

“Tell me, how will you make up for the damage to my clothes?” Jeremiah asked again, his voice raised.

believe you’re

charged forward.

Jeremiah’s eyes turned icy, his

a

human fingers transformed into sharp, deadly claws. Jeremiah had become a

curled

sight and reappeared directly in front of Truce. His razor-sharp

He barely had time

metallic crash rang out as Jeremiah’s black claws slammed into the shadowsteel

skidded backward uncontrollably. His hands,

speed and strength. He could turn a casual

frowned as he stared at the deep claw marks on his shadowsteel staff. His mind was

was made of shadowsteel, a material far tougher than ordinary steel. He had been with his trusty weapon for over a decade, and nothing had ever left a scratch on

marks, each nearly an inch deep, on his staff. Jeremiah’s claws were as sharp as

again. His claws sliced through the air with a

no time to dodge and had to raise his staff to defend. The impact was deafening. He was thrown back several feet, and his shadowsteel staff cracked under the pressure

A single swipe had broken the legendary

take you on.” Truce’s anger ignited when he looked at the broken staff in

weapon aside and clenched his fists. Then, his body began

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