As he spoke, a smug smirk formed on Benjamin Brightdai's face.
So what if he's a top genius? He's still destined to be defeated by my hands!
Even if the ancient giants tried to intervene from afar, it's already too late!
Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!
"Secret Order Chain!"
Benjamin Brightdai raised his right hand, his skin revealing not veins but mysterious and unknown symbols. They wriggled and converged like living creatures, forming a pitch-black chain that abruptly shot out, aiming to coil around Gary Smith!
"I won!"
The remaining believers of the Arcane God Church were excited, ready with their suppression techniques. They were eager to study and even plunder the secrets in his possession!
Ding!
The lock chain punctured straight through, yet it did not shatter upon touching Gary.
"Success!"
