Everyone in the city was horrified to see how easily these two old men shattered the meteorite in a single swing like it was some small stone.
"See, kid, stop throwing peebles and come with something better." One of the twins said it with an evil grin on his face.
The white-haired young Demi-God wasn't annoyed but smiled. "Haha, then let's see how long you oldies can survive."
With that, their battle became more intense as it seemed to shake the northern wilderness.
At that time, in the underground tunnels, Vlad was looking at Ragnar, who was still standing, as he was covered in a silvery glow with numerous fine cracks on it.
"Haha, you survived as expected; you had some means, but it's still a dead end."
He was happy to see him survive, as now he can not only get the Dark King Crown but can torture this guy to calm his anger.
