The battle between the "Killer Demon" and "Greed" had reached this point. Who was stronger had become painfully obvious.
Fang Li, displaying terrifying combat power beyond the bounds of common sense, had toyed with one of the Witch Cult's earliest and strongest Archbishops of Sin in the palm of his hand.
Faced with such unreasonable strength, even "Greed" could only take the beating passively.
If he had not possessed an ability tantamount to invincibility, Regulus would probably have already been reduced to minced meat.
At the very least, Fang Li had seen through it.
Regulus could neither fight nor brawl. Not only was he a complete amateur in terms of technique, but his athletic ability and reflexes were merely those of an ordinary person, utterly unable to compare with Fang Li.
With nothing but speed and footwork, Fang Li could completely crush Regulus.
Thus, Regulus could not keep up with Fang Li's speed, nor could his attacks hit him. He could only rely on his invincible ability to remain undefeated.
Even so...
"The one who wins in the end will still be me!"
Amid the dust swirling through the air, Regulus staggered out of the ruins, shouting furiously.
"Even if you're some Savage from the mountains, you should understand by now. No matter how powerful you are, you can't hurt me. So the one who wins in the end will still be me!"
"You understand that much, yet you still refuse to give up? Or are you just so happy to abuse others with this violence? Do you get pleasure from seeing others suffer? Is building your happiness atop others' sacrifices your true nature? Just how many lives do you intend to trample beneath your power before you're satisfied?"
"This is 'Greed' we're talking about!"
Regulus's desperate condemnation filled the