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!

a powerful warlock in his own right, a Junior

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 power of a Ninth

that a mere fragment of the Soul Take spell

laid eyes on the brothers, he sensed something off about them; they didn't seem like genuine martial arts experts but more like warlocks.

fearsome the warlock, even a Shaman Warlock, they were only a

of the Seven Dragons, the future Lord of the Seven Dragons, the ruler of the realm of

chant had gone on

if his target

an average person, it would have been all over by now. Yet

you're a warlock? A Shaman Warlock, no less! Before trying your Soul Take

shocked Black to his core. He stood frozen, looking at Daniel with disbelief.

a bumpkin. An unknown, insignificant speck of dust that