Chapter 362

Hades mimicked a courteous Dragonmarshian gesture before he raised a hand and swiftly brought it downward. As a loud thunder boomed around them, the dark shadow of a palm the size of a hill materialized out of nowhere, and with the downward motion of Hades‘ hand, it too slammed down upon Rufus.

Under the enormous shadow, Rufus looked as tiny as an ant. Had the impact been brought down anywhere else, it would have reduced the entire medical center to a pile of rubble, much less any human.

of the Boulderthorn members fell to their knees and threw up blood from the remnant of the force. Vulnerable bystanders were always the ones who bore the brunt of the consequences whenever there

in human form! Just one move from them was enough to bring down mountains and cause the earth beneath their feet to part! Of course, these mere mortals would not be able to

overhead. Just as he was hesitating on whether he should go ahead and make a move, an old man dressed in white emerged and

the enormous palm–shaped shadow. With a reverberating bang, the shadow, which was about the size of a hill, instantly shattered into fine shards. The golden giant stood motionless and steady behind the old man, looking

to a

he had a childlike appearance. When he spoke, his gaze was cast downward to the ground,

Hades squinted as he studied the man in

him. “Oh! I remember now. So you’re Nestor Wilkins? The legendary, unrivaled master within the palace

rumor. Nothing of the sort.” Still, the old man hung

you to get lost right now, or I’ll make sure you never get to see the next sunrise!” Hades ordered haughtily. They were in Dragonmarsh territory now, so he needed to get things done as

Nestor shook his head. “I’ve come bearing two orders, and the first

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