Francis Sanders' presence was commanding, unmistakably that of a divine grandmaster.

Sebastian's complexion paled. While he could hold his own against opponents above his level, he was merely a middle-stage grandmaster.

Sebastian was confident enough to battle with anyone below the Divine Realm, but

comparatively, the gap between him and a divine grandmaster was drastic, like that between a child and an adult.

As Francis struck, a terrifying surge of energy barreled toward Sebastian, carrying with it the imminent threat of death.

A direct hit would leave him severely wounded, if not dead. Sebastian swiftly evaded the attack by leaping to the side.

Instantly, the immense energy collided with the ground, triggering a tremendous explosion.

The ground shook vigorously, causing nearby buildings to tremble. Dust and debris filled the air, resembling the aftermath of a bomb blast.

When the dust settled, a massive handprint, seven feet wide and over a foot deep, became visible on the ground.

power was beyond terrifying. Even a grandmaster

me!" Maverick shouted joyfully upon seeing

make him pay," Francis replied. He turned to

Merlin. He stood no chance against him. If Francis insisted on killing him, he was

territory? You've got some guts!" Francis's voice thundered, shaking

you

damn about the reasons. You hurt my son, and that's unforgivable. Kneel and beg for mercy, and I might

refused outright. There was no way he would

thought he was foolish for

for death," Francis sneered, malice

Zia and Joseph quickly rushed to Sebastian's

grandmaster. Sometimes, you need to

right, Mr. Wilder. Survival outweighs pride

fight," Sebastian declared, his gaze fixed on Francis, prepared for the consequences. He'd rather endure pain

you're set on this, we'll stand by

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