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Meanwhile, in the pit, Julius was still struggling. The protective armor around him flickered,
with cracks rapidly spreading across its surface. Overhead, the colossal black sword
vibrated slightly, pressing down on him relentlessly.
Julius felt as if an entire mountain was weighing down on him. The immense force caused
his hands to tremble and his knees to buckle.
Yet, he had no other option but to clench his teeth and endure it. He knew that a strike
from the colossal sword above would inevitably lead to his demise.
It was only at this moment that Julius realized how strong Logan was. It appeared that
Logan had been holding back from the start.
Now, with Logan taking the fight seriously, Julius found it exceedingly challenging to
withstand the onslaught.
“Ah-!” Sensing the imminent threat of death, Julius let out a piercing roar. A surge of
energy erupted from within him like a tidal wave, desperately trying to reinforce the
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtprotective armor. However, no matter how hard he tried to mend it, the cracks multiplied
continuously.
“Damn it! It’s all or nothing now!” Realizing that he couldn’t hold on any longer, Julius
growled and activated the secret Rhys technique.
In an instant, his eyes blazed crimson, and his muscles swelled, releasing waves of
overwhelming energy from every fiber of his being.
The secret Rhys technique could swiftly unleash the latent potential of the human body,
achieving maximum strength and a breakthrough. It stood as a divine survival skill, a
means to destroy enemies in critical moments.
However, this divine technique had a fatal flaw. After the brief surge, the body would grow
extremely weak.
In other words, if the opponent couldn’t be defeated within the designated timeframe, the
only inevitable outcome would be death.
Julius never thought he would be forced into such a desperate situation. But now, with no
other options, he had to activate the secret technique to save his life.
“Break!” Suddenly, a golden wave of energy burst forth from his chest.
At that moment, something extraordinary happened. The colossal black sword, which had
loomed overhead, was finally knocked away, disintegrating into faint black lights and
dissipating.
Dustin, who had become one with his sword, reverted to his original form, gracefully
descending from the air. The Celestial Blade in his hand flickered unpredictably, ready for
another strike at a moment’s notice.
Despite barely fending off Dustin’s onslaught, Julius was left drained, panting heavily. His
complexion had paled, beads of sweat covered his forehead, and even his legs quivered
uncontrollably.
The last strike was truly horrifying.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe might not have endured it if he had not resorted to the secret Rhys technique, forcibly
breaking through and significantly boosting his strength.
“Logan! Is that your strongest move? It seems rather unimpressive!” While catching his
breath, Julius taunted with a smirk.
“My strongest move?” Dustin shook his head with a wry smile.
“Uncle Julius, you must be mistaken. I was merely warming up. The real excitement is still
up ahead.”
“What? A warm-up?” Julius’ expression stiffened, and the corner of his eye twitched.
That last strike nearly took his life. How could it be a mere warm-up? Was this some kind
of joke?
“Logan Rhys! Don’t try to scare me! If you truly have the skills, come at me!” Julius
exclaimed through gritted teeth.
He refused to believe that Logan was genuinely that strong. It had to be an act.
“Alright. Since you’re so eager, it’s time I get serious.”
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