Chapter 1776

"Useless fuckers!" Huub growled through his teeth and turned toward Renard Zitch, one of his goons who was standing nearby. Renard, one of the Ten Hellions of South Draconia, was a powerful martial elite who was halfway through the Ascendant rank.

In fact, Huub's heart would bleed at the amount of money he paid Renard every year, though he was also his confidante and the man he most relied on.

As such, it pleased Huub that not only was Renard so strong that he was peerless among martial artists, but he was also fiercely loyal, removing all who stood in his way. And Frank would be no exception now.

Noticing Huub's look, Renard nodded, his visage cold as he rolled up his sleeves and walked toward Frank.

Meanwhile, Frank was holding the endlessly confident bodyguard squad leader by the neck.

Naturally, the crowd who had yet to disperse looked on in terror.

It had not been four minutes since Frank leapt into action against Droitner Inc.'s elite bodyguards, and the bodyguard squad leader was his last opponent.

It was especially shocking to see that Frank had not only left the bodyguards floored, but he was throwing them to destroy almost every artifact on display in the exhibition hall.

All that was left now were some clay pots and vases.

the foreign businesspeople could hear their hearts breaking, Huub's eyes

each item that Frank

could he have

Thud.

a foreboding sensation, Frank dropped the unconscious bodyguard squad leader on the floor and turned toward

frowned,

himself a martial

now indefinite, especially after he

felt like he was

inside out, and that made the essence of the Bloodcrane

one up to

Transcendent rank.

Frank mostly used it to heal himself, the lingering

he felt no pressure despite being up against a martial elite of Renard's

he was puzzled-was this

the strength of pure vigor of a martial elite who was halfway through

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