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The person from the Beelzebub royal family who stepped forward was Regus' third uncle,
Magnus.
Seeing Roy's attack, Magnus froze for a moment. His eyes focused, and a burst of
sternness gushed out. He noticed the difference in Roy.
In the ancient dragon royal family, imprints were divided into three classes. The first class
was the green imprint, the second class was the silver imprint, and the third class was the
golden imprint.
Before this, Roy had a silver imprint, but his imprint had been upgraded to a golden
imprint now. This was not only a recognition of Roy's strength but also further purification
of his bloodline!
Only top talents could possess the golden imprint!
It was rumored that there was another imprint above the golden imprint, but it had never
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His strength has improved. No wonder he's so arrogant...
Philip looked at Roy coldly.
Roy's aura was much stronger than the last time Philip fought him, but this level was not
enough to hurt Philip.
"Art of Fire, Chimera Fist!" Philip roared.
Energy gushed from his fists. The laws of fire in the surroundings were triggered, making
his special art even more powerful. The next moment, his fist formed a chimera shadow in
the air, and its eyes were blood red.
The chimera raised its right foot and punched the golden dragon shadow fiercely.
Boom!
At the collision, bursts of red and golden lights exploded. The surrounding energy was
disrupted, and a huge space crack formed in the air. A huge suction force came from the
space crack, and some houses in Cirrus City below were uprooted and hurtled into the
black crack. The two special arts also disappeared at the same time.
Seeing this, Roy frowned.
When Philip fought him last time, he used his exotic fire. This time, Philip could neutralize
Roy's special art without using his exotic fire.
Roy's current level was vastly different from before!
This made Roy warier of Philip.
"I'm really surprised that after running away for so long, you could still improve to this
level. I really underestimated you." Roy narrowed his eyes.
Philip raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Running away? Do you think I've been
running away from you? You're just a small fry. What gave you that impression?"
The chill in Philip's eyes grew more intense.
"It's rude not to return the favor. Let's see how much you've improved, Roy!"
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"Art of Wind, Meteor Massacre!"
"Art of Fire, Scorching Flames!"
The two individual special arts were combined again. Strong winds howled in the sky,
smoke billowed on the ground, and dust flew with the strong wind.
The next moment, flames emerged and formed a huge chimera shadow with blood-red
eyes in the sky.
Flames covered the chimera, and Philip suddenly sensed a trace of different power in the
flames.
He was startled before his eyes suddenly filled with joy.
It was the power of lightning!
However, he had no time to comprehend the power of lightning now. His top priority was
to deal with his opponent.
The appearance of lightning made Philip look down on Roy even more.
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