Seeing the statue show signs of life, Jacob arched an eyebrow and complimented, “The Central District is truly filled with amazing talents. Even a small cult like Cruor Sect has the astounding ability to create something magical from corroding powers!”

The Son of Cruor remained in a pool of blood and shouted viciously, “I don’t care who you are! Under the divine power of my Cruor Warrior, all things shall face destruction!”

“Hmph, what a bold claim!” Gerald sneered mockingly. “I am curious to see what your Cruor Warrior can do.”

After saying that, Gerald dashed toward the statue, which surface had mostly cracked.

“Ugh…”

The wind swept across the square.

Gerald leaped ten meters to the statue and punched it squarely in its chest.

Bang! The statue flew backward, sending debris flying everywhere.

“It’s hard!”

as he stood where the statue was, watching it

felt a powerful force awakening within it. He could not resist warning Gerald, “Gerald, don’t

hearing Jacob. He answered respectfully, “Yes,

deep breath and exhaled slowly. With each breath, his already buffed

floated in the air,

destroy him!” The Son

figure in iron armor. Then, it crashed onto the ground and roared into

up!” Gerald scolded and stomped his foot against

up from the ground as Gerald dashed forward and

“Take this!”

aimed his energy-enveloped

Cruor Warrior managed to extend its hands as Gerald

Red cracks appeared on

body. His muscles bulged as he pressed

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