But Chen Fan cleanly dismantled the Ancient Weapon. Before him, it had no room to resist at all. Vattra merely shook his head. This was the gap between them—an overwhelmingly vast gap.
In Vattra's eyes, Chen Fan was like a monster capable of destroying the world, condensed into human form. It was still far too early for him to challenge this man. As he was now, he simply could not be this man's opponent.
Chen Fan walked over to Shishihua and Aoba Asagi. Aoba Asagi hurriedly examined his body, seemingly wanting to see whether he had been injured. When she found that not even his clothes had been damaged, she finally let out a sigh of relief.
Shishihua asked in disbelief, "Was that thing really that weak?"
"Was it strong? I didn't feel anything. It was probably pretty weak."
Aoba Asagi rolled her eyes at Chen Fan's words. How could it be that simple? Based on the information she knew, this Ancient Weapon was extremely terrifying. How many people possessed the power to crush such an Ancient Weapon so easily? As long as they were not destroyed in an instant, these things would absorb surrounding matter and autonomously refine it to repair their damage. They had other special abilities that had not even been displayed yet. But there was no point discussing that now. That thing had already been taken out by Chen Fan.
Chen Fan's destruction of the Ancient Weapon had also fallen into the eyes of an old man. He was the major who had brought Aoba Asagi here, and the current leader of the beastman Black Death Emperor Faction, Kristoff. He had already completed his beastman transformation and become a black lion. He looked incredibly imposing, his taut muscles brimming with explosive power.
At that moment, he