The place that had shattered was the West Gate on the western side of the city. Emerald City was quite large, covering nearly thirty thousand square kilometers. The West Gate was at least fifty kilometers away in a straight line, so how had the enemy arrived after only a few seconds since the barrier shattered?
The key was that, despite the immense distance and incredible speed, none of them—including Poz, a top-tier assassin master—had sensed a thing. When had that fellow circled around behind them...?
Spatial teleportation?
Poz tensed his muscles the instant he realized this, but he didn't dare move rashly. He secretly adjusted his Blood Energy, waiting for the right moment to erupt.
Years of battle experience made his body instinctively prepare for action, but he felt utterly desperate inside because he knew the enemy couldn't have used spatial teleportation.
The energy fluctuations produced by teleportation would be far greater. It was impossible for them to be this silent. There were only two possible explanations: either the enemy had traversed the Elemental Plane, or their movement technique was powerful enough to let them reach the rear without making the slightest sound...
To be honest, he would rather it be the first possibility. An enemy capable of traversing the elements was troublesome, but they would at least still have a chance to fight back. If it was the second...
If a terrifying existence capable of shattering a sixth-level barrier barehanded also possessed an absolute advantage in movement, then this battle would have no suspense at all...
Whoosh...
The seconds passed one by one. The enemy stood silently behind them, showing no intention of attacking. It was blatant contempt, but that contempt also gave Poz his final opportunity!
Almost without warning, Poz's tall body erupted with Blood Energy. In nearly