"Atticus! Downs!!"
Vance whirled around, his eyes red as though they were about to drip blood. He stared fixedly at the two men in midair, his teeth grinding as every muscle in his body trembled.
"The Master never treated you poorly back then! He gave you military authority, gave you status, and treated you as brothers!"
"And yet you dared betray the Master! You destroyed the temple and desecrated the Master's remains!"
"I'll make you die!!"
Vance let out a furious roar and stomped both feet against the ground.
Boom—
A ring of lightning instantly exploded across the ground.
He sprang forward, trailing blue lightning across the sky as he charged straight at the two men in midair.
His fists clenched tight, all his lightning power poured into their edges. Every punch carried the force to split mountains and shatter rocks.
When enemies met, their eyes burned with hatred.
Not a word of nonsense was exchanged. They went straight for each other's lives.
"Coming back to die?"
Downs sneered and flashed aside, evading the fist.
With a flick of his fingers, several crackling black poison bolts shot straight for Vance's back.
"You couldn't do anything to us back then. Now that you're just an old bag of bones, do you really think you can turn the world upside down?"
Atticus swung his battle axe and brutally chopped down toward Vance's fists.
Clang—!
Fist and axe collided, and a golden shockwave exploded in every direction.
Another section of the temple's broken walls collapsed, rubble raining down with a rustle.
Vance's body sank slightly, while Atticus staggered as well.
From their very first exchange, they clashed head-on.
Vance was an old soldier who had crawled out of mountains of corpses and seas of blood. Every bit of his combat skill had been