'This skill… I remember it now… he used this exact one during the summit, only back then it was much weaker.'
At that time, it had also felt like a pressure was weighing down on him.
In truth, Nox could easily escape this predicament if he wanted to—but where was the fun in that?
He wanted to test how powerful he had become without relying on any of his ultimate skills. Painfully, he realized that despite being at the Expert rank, his physical stats still lacked considerably.
Nox looked up at Hendrix, who seemed to be having the time of his life.
There was a pleased smile on his face, and he looked as if he were savoring each moment of Nox's torment.
But suddenly, a smile appeared on Nox's handsome face, and the demonic prince's amusement faltered.
'Why is he laughing?' Hendrix thought. He knew firsthand that Nox was vicious and would use trickery to his advantage.
He had done this many times before—even during the tournament.
