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.

air was filled with various curses

front of Wilbur and spoke in a low voice, “I’m sure you’ve got a trick or two up your sleeve, seeing

afraid you might not have the chance to attack after

man, no one in all of Seechertown, and even the Kardon Province, has dared to speak

now.” Wilbur’s expression did not budge.

could not take it any longer. He cried out, “Go

attack let out a

clear to see just

Wilbur would be able

that he would be dead

sighed as the attack got closer and closer to him. He lifted a finger at the very last

seemned devoid of any strength or power, landing

that John had just launched seemed to be stopped just like that, unable to move another

the three clans. No one knew

of Wilbur’s finger before making

out a mouthful of blood as he was

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cried out

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