Jacob looked at the leader of the Cruor Sect and the few graceful and beautiful young female followers and shook his head. “It is not enough.”

Not enough?

The Son of Cruor blinked bewilderedly, and his pale face suddenly flushed with fury. “You have no right oppressing people like this!”

Snap! Gerald broke a long sword with his bare hands.

Son of Cruor glanced at Gerald in shock.

That long sword was named Snow Blade and was precious to the head of the Protector Elders. It was extremely tough. It could cut through steel easily, and blood could not stain it.

Furthermore, thirty years ago, the Protector Elder killed thousands of people to obtain Divine Iron and created this magical sword.

Snow Blade had killed numerous lives. Yet, Gerald had snapped it without much effort.

considered his strength and knew he could never break

of Cruor had no choice but to humble himself. “What would you

to restrict me, I can easily train in the ancient secrets of the Cruor Sect and master the Cruor

Son of Cruor was still scheming, Jacob raised an eyebrow and said sternly,

Tap, tap.

Guardians stepped forward intimidatingly. The wind howled as they moved, and suffocating

a moment of silence, the Son of Cruor looked up with a

saying that, he turned around and slapped a few times, killing all his female followers, including his favorite,

as sinister energy rose from the dead female followers. The Son of Cruor looked crazed as he slapped his

out a mouthful of blood and mixed it with

second, a bullet-sized blood-red pearl floated a few

Swoosh!

Dragon Guardians shot an arrow. The Son of Cruor’s face flushed as he spat

noises followed, and the sharp arrow made from hard alloy corroded in the

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