"Such terrifying divine power."
Werner's expression changed the instant the overwhelming spear intent pressed toward him. Panic crept into his eyes.
"Damn it. Where did this brat obtain such a terrifying Divine Artifact?"
"Even the Clan Head, who stands half a step into the Emperor Realm, would find the power of such a Divine Artifact troublesome."
Gritting his teeth, Werner retreated wildly, attempting to widen the distance between himself and Ethan.
Yet he had clearly underestimated Ethan's speed.
"Onyx."
Ethan roared silently in his mind.
Black patterns crawled upward from his neck, spreading across his cheeks like living runes.
At that moment, his aura surged.
The increase was not enormous, yet to experts of Werner's level, even the slightest enhancement could determine victory or defeat.
"Damn it. How did this brat's aura rise again?"
