Chapter 1747

At this moment, the fierce battle on the monitor captured the attention of Blake and

Yasmine.

Agargar clapped his hands together, creating a fusion of black and white, embodying

boundless force within.

Blake took a deep breath in secret. He realized that if he had encountered Agargar

instead of Alfwhit in Anchortown, he would have been utterly defeated.

Emmanuel’s eyes trembled violently.

His thoughts mirrored Blake’s. How could there be such a vast disparity between the

two brothers? They were not on the same level.

Emmanuel dared not face Agargar’s technique directly and could only retreat.

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With a single stride, Agargar’s encompassing move again loomed before him.

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Emmanuel retreated once more. Soon, he found himself with no more room to retreat.

Fortunately, his Art of Adaptability revealed a flaw in Agargar’s technique–not in the

techniques themselves, but in his movement.

Emmanuel sidestepped, attacking Agargar’s lower body, disrupting his assault.

Unexpectedly, Agargar bent over and performed a sweeping kick, stabilizing himself

before resuming his offensive.

Emmanuel took the opportunity to counterattack, striking with a horizontal elbow.

the heir to Templar Valor, Agargar’s understanding of the Templar Techniques

that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He deftly

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she watched the battle with great interest.

Boom!

Agargar hitting

had put enough distance between them and stood

the staircase.

get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel while striking a pose.

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pang of

mind.

I hate loneliness. Can you chat with me when

were Claudette’s words to him in

I don’t want to be alone. Thank

laughter from the battlefield and hillside

Emmanuel’s mind.

fears loneliness. Yet now, she’s far from home, separated

brought to this place

how helpless and

Emmanuel’s eyes filled with sorrow, his heart wrenched by an

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demon. He lowered his head, clenched his

“Why?”

“What?”

paused at

you an heir of Templar Valor? Why

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