The battle was inevitable. The strike of the Demon Race General was like the eternal Great Law, embodying the will of The World, intent on tearing Logan asunder.
Logan was merely at the Quasi-Saint Realm, yet the Emperor Weapon exuded the power of a Saint Emperor. At that moment, it shone spectacularly, and the first round concluded in a draw between the two.
The Demon Race General, full of disdain, said contemptuously, "I wondered why you dared, it turns out you have an Emperor Weapon. But the gap in realm is not something external power can make up for."
With that, the General unleashed another move. The power of the Holy See's eighth layer was terrifying. Even with Logan wielding the Emperor Weapon, he was still sent retreating more than ten meters.
At this point, Logan was growing anxious inside. How could he turn the tide? If it continued like this, within three rounds, he would undoubtedly suffer severe injuries.
