Chapter 149

"Without my permission, you won't have a chance to run away, even if you want to!" Owen said, walking over to Bradfort's side. He was short and lean with graying hair, giving the impression that he was delicate and fragile.

However, he had a very sharp gaze, as if he could pierce one's soul with just one look. This made him appear intimidating.

"Mr. Owen, please help me save my son," Benedict begged.

Owen put his hands behind his back and said confidently, "Don't worry, Mr. Benedict. Mr. Lionel will be fine. Hey, brat! Did you not hear me? I told you to let go of Mr. Lionel!"

Owen thought that if he intervened, Sebastian would be frightened and let go of Lionel. But to his anger, Sebastian had zero intention of letting him go.

Sebastian retorted, "Who do you think you are? Why should I listen to you?"

"This brat is too arrogant. How dare he talk to Mr. Owen like that? He certainly is ballsy!"

"This brat must think that he's invincible after beating Mr. Lionel up. He's truly a fool."

"That's right. Mr. Lionel may be strong, but he's still a young fighter. Mr. Owen is a strong warrior from the older generation whose power is second to only the Gods of War. He can definitely kill Sebastian with a flick of his finger."

"This brat is doomed!"

"Die, you bastard!" As everyone expected, Owen became furious, his killing intent coming from him in waves.

filled the venue. Everyone couldn't help

still had a smile on his face. He then calmly curled his finger, clearly

his feet would rumble with every step he took. Furthermore, his power was getting stronger by the minute, making everyone feel a sense of oppression

calm and composed. After all, Owen was just a strong martial

He thought Sebastian would be shocked by his oppression, but he didn't expect him to be this

must be faking composure. That's all," he

who had his hands behind his back. He said proudly, "Don't blame me for not giving you

you get on your knees and beg for

a death

Owen, this brat is just despicable!

clenched his fist and swung it at Sebastian. He was known as the Copper Hand, whose fists could easily split monuments and rocks. His attack was like a natural disaster, ready to destroy everything in

bear to watch this farce anymore, including Lillian. The reason why she agreed to marry Lionel was to give Sebastian a chance to survive, but she never expected the latter to be so stubborn. At this moment, even if she wanted to save him, she didn't have the power

land a punch on Sebastian's head. But at this moment,

Sebastian was trying to match the strength

loud sound as if two rocks had collided with each

sharp scream and pulled his fist away as

a closer look at what happened and widened their eyes in shock and disbelief at what

fist was a bloody mess to the point where even his bones were showing. The sight was so gory that everyone

had regarded as an ant

bloody hole the size of a finger appeared between Owen's eyebrows, and a bloody arrow shot

burst of energy from his fingertips. His skills were shocking, and his strength was horrifying. Benedict was so frightened that he began to sweat. He forced himself to calm down as he stared at Sebastian and asked, "Who the hell are

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