Bewilderment, stunned silence, not a sound.
In midair, the three Third Grade Supernatural Ability Users who had flown out of the gatehouse saw their eldest brother shattered by a single punch from that silver figure in their very first exchange. They were both baffled and somewhat terrified.
That silver figure was...
Whoosh!
Before the three could react, the silver figure standing beside Prince Huai erupted into motion again, hurtling toward them like a meteor.
He gave off no fluctuations of aura or light of mystical abilities. He was simply like a humanoid divine weapon, fierce and cold.
Unable to gauge the state of this humanoid divine weapon and somewhat frightened, the three instinctively circulated their star source power, manifesting defensive mystical abilities as they retreated toward the gatehouse.
Bang!
The silver meteor streaked past. There were no flashy fighting tricks, only fists as heavy as a mountain pass as he drove straight into their midst.
In midair, the four figures intertwined at tremendous speed, exchanging dozens of blows in mere moments.
Night Walker attacked without defending. The silver radiance covering his body was battered apart, and fatal wounds opened across his chest and back, spilling silver liquid.
One breath later, Night Walker closed in on the man to his left and swept out a leg. The man raised his magical treasure and arm to defend.
Splurt!
The right leg lashed across, shattering the man's magical treasure along with his arm and head. He died a gruesome death on the spot.
Atop the gatehouse, the assembled Supernatural Ability Users watched Ren Ye standing immovable and Night Walker slaughtering people before everyone's eyes, utterly shocked.
What the hell was that thing?!
Invincible at close quarters?
Splurt!
Five breaths later, Night Walker smashed through the chest of the man on his right, his