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.

Agargar’s understanding of the Templar

that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He

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defending

leaving the surrounding fighters in

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them could gain any advantage against Agargar, the heir of

close combat, including

watched the battle with great interest.

Boom!

with Agargar hitting the wall, causing a violent

now, Emmanuel had put enough distance between

the staircase.

lost!” Agargar

been an invasion of Templar Valor, Emmanuel might have

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he glanced at Claudette, he felt a pang of sorrow, with past memories

mind.

you chat

to him in the hospital before

want to be alone. Thank you for keeping

from the battlefield and hillside continually surfaced in

Emmanuel’s mind.

fears loneliness. Yet now, she’s far

to this place alone.

how helpless and tormented

eyes filled with sorrow, his heart wrenched

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He lowered his head, clenched his fists, and fought

“Why?”

“What?”

paused at Emmanuel’s response.

Valor? Why are you serving

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