Chapter 1772

All of a sudden, Wilbur saw a few faint shapes condensed of black miasma. The shapes were plain and thin, but they continued to make their way towards Wilbur. Just as they were about to reach him, however, they were absorbed by a sudden force. Wilbur looked down to see the leather gloves absorbing the black miasma, unsure when they had landed there.

The gloves were currently letting off a brilliant silver glow as if they had sensed a strong presence, continuing to absorb the black miasma.

At last, the miasma was transformed into a little black ball in the palm of the gloves before it was absorbed completely by the gloves too, disappearing out of sight.

The silver glow of the gloves began to fade after absorbing the black miasma, eventually returning to their normal, worn form.

Wilbur stared at the gloves, wondering if they were actually capable of absorbing the power of destruction.

Were the power of the light and the power of destruction really two opposing forces?

All of a sudden, a wave of pain struck him in the chest as

flashbacks of the man's attacks from earlier. Adding them to Mondorra, Clark, and Demetra's

in their bodies was of different levels, and each elite had

borrowed the

he was mainly relying on the spiritual

terms of controlling the spiritual energy from the flame crystal core and understood the power

of destruction, and the addition of his spiritual energy dagger practically made him half a level higher than

the rest of the assassins from Greensource Corp

by the time Wilbur had restored his physical condition. He entered his demiplane and contributed the dagger he had gotten

the same time, a question appeared in Wilbur's head. He might be able to get an answer through

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