I don't even have it, what am I afraid of?
In the sky, all kinds of explosions continued. The monsters could not hold on any longer, but they still forced themselves to attack.
The man in white was like a mad demon. Every punch and every kick could cause the world to tremble. He was not afraid, nor did he have any rules. However, at their level, the so-called rules had long been thrown to the back of their minds. With a casual move, the world would collapse.
Finally, in the battle, a few of the strange creatures could no longer hold on. The white-robed man caught their flaws and punched and kicked them, causing them to fall apart.
In the blink of an eye, they turned into ashes that filled the sky, becoming nutrients for the blood in the sky.
