This Is the Power of the Sacred Bone Scepter!

Under everyone's gaze, Evan smashed the captain who had challenged him to pieces with a single punch. His face twisted with ferocity and arrogance as he roared.

"Fuck you! Let's see if you ever dare pick a fight with me again!"

That punch felt incredibly satisfying, as though it had released all the pain and frustration he had bottled up as a boy.

"I'm not fucking afraid of anyone anymore!"

The others were puzzled by Evan's sudden outburst of anger.

"What's gotten into him? Did he recognize who that captain really is? Do they have a grudge?"

Byron No. 1 immediately approached the question from his specialty: personal relationships.

With the captain's body blown apart, Evan gave his one remaining Black Sun's Wing a fierce flap and shot upward.

He intended to get out of sight for the moment.

The Sacred Bone Staff in his hand was far too conspicuous.

Unfortunately, now that everyone had spotted the treasure, they had no intention of letting Evan leave.

Just as Evan surged upward...

Duma muttered a few words on the ground.

Thud!

The next instant, Evan felt as if he had slammed into a wall.

The tremendous force of the collision sent him plummeting.

Only then did Evan see the enormous Demon Spirit that had appeared above him. It stood more than ten meters tall.

It had three heads and the rough shape of a human woman, but black scales covered its entire body, and its legs were two long, slimy tentacles.

He had slammed into the scales on its chest.

Seeing Evan fall, Greenfire, Duma, and the Holy Sword Execution Squad charged toward him at top speed.

That was the Bone Saint Child's bonded Magic Artifact.

And it was right in front of them!

To them, it mattered even more than