The scene was brutal as bodies kept rolling left and right. This was a clear demonstration that before absolute power even millions of armies would not be able to defeat a single individual.
Devon was relaxed the entire time they came at him. He walked in their midst despite the turmoil unfolding and for every attack that came to him all he did was a reply to the attack with a punch.
And after looking at all the faces here, Devon was face changed into a frown as he wasn't able to find the person he was looking for.
TING!
A metallic sound reverberated the alley. It felt as though metal was hit against the northern forest rocks. And within a few seconds, the spear could be seen shattering into different pieces.
Devon slowly turned and stared at the person who had just attacked him. He shook his head at the person as he couldn't help but think that this person was really eager to die
