The Understated Dragon Lord

Chapter 712 True Identity



White quickly stepped forward, full of assurance. "Sir, rest assured, my error was due to underestimating him. He's just a bumpkin, and if I take him seriously, I'll make sure he begs for mercy on his knees!"

After Black's attack failed to reach its mark, the two brothers conferred and prepared to launch another attack. This time, for safety, Black and White decided to strike together.

White gave Black a signal, and Black immediately understood. After grasping White's plan, Black started moving quietly to position himself behind Daniel and began murmuring softly.

He was chanting a spell-Soul Take, one of the most ancient incantations in the USA, used by warlocks and part of witchcraft.

On the surface, Black and White might appear as Level Six Martial Arts Masters, but in reality, they were warlocks. Black was among the elite, a Shaman Warlock!

as his brother, was a powerful warlock in

Take spell chanted by a Shaman Warlock could even snatch the souls of Ninth Grade Martial Arts Masters. Daniel was merely a humble country bumpkin, far from the

a mere fragment of the Soul Take spell would be enough to

they didn't seem like genuine martial arts experts but more like warlocks. And now that Black was

matter how fearsome the warlock, even a Shaman Warlock, they

the Seven Dragons, the future Lord of the Seven Dragons, the ruler of the realm of gods. Therefore, the Soul Take had no effect on

gone on

and if

average person, it would have been all over by now. Yet there Daniel stood, hands in his pockets, chuckling as if untouched

Shaman Warlock, no less! Before trying your Soul Take on me, did you by any

core. He stood frozen, looking

a bumpkin. An unknown, insignificant speck of dust that everyone steps on