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!”

his hand as he stood where the statue was, watching it fall to

as he looked at the statue and felt a powerful force awakening within it. He could not resist warning Gerald, “Gerald, don’t drop

expression grew solemn upon hearing

breath and exhaled slowly. With each breath, his already buffed body grew

statue suddenly floated in the

The Son of Cruor

shriveled figure in iron armor. Then, it crashed

Gerald scolded and stomped

Gravel shot up from the ground as Gerald dashed forward and appeared

“Take this!”

a loud cry, Gerald aimed his energy-enveloped

of a second, Cruor Warrior managed to extend its hands

on Cruor

muscles bulged as he

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