In the sixteenth layer of Hell, the blurry figure suddenly opened its eyes, and under a surge of frenzied power, the shackles binding its limbs were instantly twisted apart.
"Ah..."
A roar shook heaven and earth, causing spirits to weep.
He, like a god of darkness awakening from Hell, broke through the sixteenth layer and upon reaching the surface, displayed his supreme divine might.
"The Right Hand of God, Hebron!"
King Arthur was the first to recognize this person's identity, shocked and enraged.
Although he had heard about this from Xiao Chen before, there was, after all, no evidence; now that he witnessed it with his own eyes and confirmed it, rage burnt in his heart, unable to calm down.
Hebron was his junior, but undoubtedly, one of the people he respected the most.
Perhaps many said that Hebron was naturally indifferent and callous, concerned with nothing but his cultivation and flawed in character.
