Sofia was surprised when she saw Hector moving towards the fighting stage. From there, she noticed from the talisman she was holding that he is actually the person they are looking for. Observing him, he looks weak, but he is emanating a mysterious aura, which confused her.
She recalled the overwhelming fear that gripped her when their eyes met. It was perplexing how someone at mere Body Strength realm could instill such terror within her.
facing the fighting stage, eager to witness how Drake would deal with him.
On the stage, two figures were engaged in a fierce exchange of swordplay. Drake, with his aggressive style, took the offensive, while Hector focused on defending himself, countering the onslaught with remarkable agility. The intensity of the battle escalated, and the crowd erupted with fervent shouts, urging, "Deal with that brat! Kill him!" As Drake absorbed the crowd's fervor, he felt a sense of amusement wash over him.
He continued to spar with Hector, treating the encounter as a game rather than a serious fight. Despite the gravity of the situation, he recognized that Hector had clearly honed his skills through rigorous training; his movements were indeed well-refined. However, in the grand scheme of power dynamics, Hector's efforts paled in comparison to Drake's formidable prowess.
As the fight unfolded, the five seniors observed the clash with keen eyes. After a few moments, another figure joined the fray, and the they were taken aback by her sudden appearance, seemingly slipping in unnoticed.
"Grace, what are you doing here?" one of them exclaimed, recognizing her.
With a playful smile, she replied, "Why would you ask me such a thing, darling? I'm here for my boy," her gaze fixed on Hector, a smirk dancing on her lips.
The group was astonished to realize that she had also uncovered his true identity. One of them stuttered, "Do you really think you can overpower all five of us?"
Grace let out a laugh, her confidence unwavering. "Are you seriously asking me that, Jezebel?"
With a flicker of her energy, a palpable force surged before them, only to dissipate moments later.
Fear crept into their hearts as they witnessed the sheer power she wielded. The sight of their terror only fueled her amusement, and she burst into laughter.
In a swift motion, Jezebel produced her communication talismans, her intentions clear.
Grace, sensing the impending action, smirked wickedly. "Do you really think that little witch will do anything to me?" she taunted, her voice dripping with disdain.
In an instant, she vanished, issuing a stern warning to them not to interfere with the ongoing battle.
She reappeared before another figure in the sky, who was intently observing the Battle with keen eyes. "What a repugnant sight," she thought. "Why is your kind swarming this small town?"
"Michelle, you of all people, you should understand that we are here for him. He poses a threat to the balance of all things,"
Michelle retorted, irritation evident in her tone. "Why can't you all leave the heavens to deal with there problems?"
Oh, so you are aware of him? When did he capture your attention?" She shot back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "From the way you speak, it seems you are oblivious to his existence."
Michelle look at her for some minutes and take away her face .
"Even though I have known about him for quite some time, does that change anything?" she replied, her annoyance palpable. "I became aware of him when he awakened his spiritual roots, but I had no knowledge of his true identity. Frankly, I didn't care, as I viewed him as someone who wouldn't go far. There was no reason for me to waste my precious time investigating him.
The moment I became aware of his true identity was after our meeting during his visit to the training ground for his session.
I nearly lost control that day due to his audacious behavior, but he managed to survive my onslaught, which piqued my curiosity to delve into his background. To my astonishment, I discovered that he is the son of that formidable woman.
Grace with smirk on her lips, ohh Who knows what he must have done to provoke you that day?
Michelle remained silent for a while, then reply her . He exhibits a level of shamelessness akin to that of many men,
grace laugh out . I must admit, I find that quality rather intriguing. As Michelle observed grace licking her lips, she turned her attention towards the fighting stage, shaking her head in disbelief.
asking grace , "What do you think of this fight?"