Before He Even Exerted Himself, the Hero Fell

"He's very interested in you." Tang Luo gestured with Isaac in his hand as he looked at the hero.

The hero set the three girls down. Flames coiled around his icy arm.

The Hero's Sword in his hand flickered brightly and dimly as immense power continuously gathered and flowed into his body.

His hair stood on end, making him look like a Super Saiyan.

"Anubis..."

The hero forced Tang Luo's alias through gritted teeth, his expression grave to the extreme.

At that moment, Isaac, whom Tang Luo had dragged over and who had been left dazed, regained consciousness. Without a word, he slammed both fists heavily into Tang Luo's wrist.

A deafening boom rang out.

Violent force spread from where Tang Luo stood. The hero immediately raised the Hero's Sword before him, forming a hemispherical barrier.

It protected him, Merlin, and the other two girls.

The ground around them became riddled with holes and ravines, sinking down and turning the place where the hero and the others stood into a small rise.

The dust quickly dispersed.

Tang Luo remained in exactly the same posture.

His right hand hung naturally at his side, still gripping Isaac by the head.

Isaac was facing upward, his lower body dragged along the ground while his upper body was lifted off it, his head serving as its "support."

His fists remained pressed against Tang Luo's wrist, trembling slightly.

To Isaac, those two punches had not struck someone's wrist.

They had struck some unknown, indestructible object.

Isaac felt that even his true body was not this "hard." No, it was nowhere close.

What was with the brats of this "batch"?

How could there be someone this tough? And it was not merely a matter of being "tough."

His trembling hands dropped. Even if he had wanted