Guzman never expected that he would be so infuriated by someone from a third-grade world. He kept on thinking about what Fane had said just now. It seemed like everything Fane had said had trampled all over his dignity.
Guzman would not be able to take it even if a warrior from a second-grade world said that, let alone someone from a third-grade world. Guzman's hands trembled as he sentenced Fane to death in his mind. Fane was amused by how angry Guzman looked.
He did not continue wasting time. He formed seal after seal with his hands, and ny Soul Swords condensed in front of him. The gray Soul Swords were neatly lined in front of Fane, emitting a dim energy.
When Guzman saw that, he was surprised. He scoffed, "So you're a soul attribute warrior. Do you think you're worthy of using it?"
After saying that, Guzman formed seals as well. A radiant glow shone from the golden chakram, and blood-red runes started to surface around it, slowly covering the glow in red. It was as if he had dipped the chakram into a pool of blood.
Fane raised an eyebrow at that, suddenly understanding why Guzman said that earlier.
He said that Fane was not worthy of using soul attribute techniques because Guzman was using one too. In Guzman's eyes, Fane was not worthy of using soul attribute techniques. The soul attribute was a noble one, and Fane was only from a third-grade world, not worthy of being associated with
it.
Guzman smiled and said, "Brat, you'll find out soon what being tortured is like. You'll regret everything you said earlier!"
The moment he said that, an
incredibly monstrous energy came out from the blood-red chakrams. Red locusts began to condense in the air and those locusts seemed to constantly distort in the air. It was so dense that it looked terrifying.
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They seemed to be mutually absorbing each others' energies. Fane could feel dense soul energy coming from those locusts. His expression did not change as looked at everything coldly. Guzman was even furious when he saw Fane's calm expression.
He hated people who liked to put on an act. He swore to himself that he would have Fane reveal his true
feelings. He wanted to make Fane the
experience the greatest fear in,
world. He wanted to rip roul
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apart to teach Fane the consequences of offending him.
Guzman shouted out angrily, "Die!"
He pushed forward, and those locusts frantically charged at Fane.
Those locusts were even faster than Fane thought. Fane stood in place with his head held high with no plans of avoiding the locust. He stared right at those locusts charging at him.Nôvel(D)rama.Org's content.
Guzman laughed loudly, "You're actually not avoiding it! I guess you really do want to die! Since you want to be tortured, I'll fulfill your wish!