Chapter 43

Wilbur looked around him. All that could be seen was the crowd staring back at him, clearly unimpressed. It was as if they were certain he was destined to die.

His gaze then landed on John. “That was a pretty decent aura blow. I suppose it’s a little impressive.”

Gerard stood up at once, pointing at Wilbur. “How cocky! You’re saying that an aura blow is only a little Impressive? And what level would you happen to be at, hm?”

“Me?” Wilbur shook his head. “I’m not too sure about that myself.”

Matt spoke up then. “That’s quite a boast you just made. John, don’t waste your time. Send him straight to hell.”

John smirked, slowly walking towards Wilbur.

Wilbur frowned. “John, don’t ruin your future like this.”

“You’re out of your mind,” John retorted angrily, and everyone else flared up in anger as well.

It was clear that Wilbur had no respect for the three clans at all, daring to say something like that in such a dire situation.

once, the air was filled with various curses thrown toward Wilbur.

sure you’ve got a trick or two up your sleeve, seeing as you

chance to attack after me, though,” Wilbur

of Seechertown,

doing that now.” Wilbur’s expression did not

it any longer. He cried out, “Go to hell, you rude bastard!”

he shouted. His attack let out a sound like whipping wind and thunder, barreling

was clear to see just how powerful that blow was.

believed that Wilbur would be able to

certain that he would be dead in

closer and closer to him. He lifted a finger at the very

seemned devoid of any strength or power, landing softly on John’s attack.

launched seemed to be stopped just like

was aghast, and so were the three clans. No one knew what had just

before making a beeline for John through the

of

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