Thunder God's Wrath

Even with his power reaching Level 20 and his defense being utterly unbreakable, Vikramaditya II still dared not relax when facing Rayne's warhammer, and regarded him with extreme apprehension.

This Empire man, not even a fraction of his age, was terrifyingly powerful.

He was not Saint Tier, yet far surpassed Saint Tier.

He knew that without the boost from the Ninth Circle Imperial Armament, which had increased his strength more than tenfold, he would never have been Rayne's match. He might have been hammered to death by Rayne and his mirror images in less than half a minute, without the slightest chance of survival.

But now, Vikramaditya II was entirely unafraid.

Apprehension did not mean he was afraid to fight.

Once Rayne was dealt with, the remaining enemies would be nothing but chickens and dogs. That so-called "Empire's Iron Wall" was merely a Steel Knight. Aside from being impossible to kill, his methods were far inferior to Rayne's. Without Rayne blocking him, he could escape at any time.

"Kill him, and we can survive today."

Vikramaditya II's objective shifted from capturing Rayne and turning the tide of battle to finding an opportunity to flee for his life.

With this in mind, he suddenly let out a furious roar.

He planted both feet on the ground for leverage, swung his sword upward with both hands, and unleashed a full-powered reverse Cleave, slashing upward at Rayne's neck. Ignoring the warhammer, he prepared to trade injury for injury and heavily wound Rayne.

Whoosh!

The red-and-black sword beam of fear surged to over a dozen meters, as if it would split the world in two.

Will of Truth foresaw the immense danger.

Rayne's Psionic Field also reflected Vikramaditya II's every move in his mind. Realizing his intention, he decisively abandoned the thought of meeting