"Anderson, you dare!" Ares roared with anger. He rushed forward without thinking. George was their last hope, and he couldn’t be hurt.
A bunch of huge Sword Lights and wind blades shot out. Before they even reached Anderson, they were destroyed by the terrifying dark power.
"Damn it!"
Ares cursed, his eyes almost popping out of his head. He could only watch helplessly as everything happened. He couldn’t do anything to stop it.
Boom!
A loud explosion. Terrifying power surged. Anderson’s huge body was sent flying backward.
Ares and Jas rushed in to support, but they just stood there, shocked, staring at George, who was standing in midair, completely calm.
"What the hell is going on?"
Ares’s voice shook. He was starting to doubt everything.
Jas wasn’t much better. His face was frozen. He didn’t understand what had just happened.
"No way!" A furious shout. Anderson crawled out of the ruins. He stared at George with doubt and shock.
"Damn it, a weak little guy dares to act like that in front of !" He couldn’t believe he couldn’t even beat a rookie. With a roar, he charged again.
Boom!
Another explosion. The sa thing happened again. Anderson flew backward even faster this ti.
This ti, Ares and Jas saw clearly. George just threw a punch in the air. It looked weak, but it sent Anderson flying.
What kind of power was that?
The two looked at each other. Both saw the sa confusion in each other’s eyes.
Anderson crawled out of the ruins again, looking ssy and confused. He didn’t dare to attack again.
"God? Did you break through to beco a god?" He couldn’t accept it. After absorbing the Blood Poison, his power had jumped a lot. Only a god could scare him now.
"God? Ha!" George sneered. He said coldly, "You know nothing about real power."
A flash of movent. George moved first and was already in front of Anderson in an instant.
"Playing god!"
Anderson gritted his teeth. He couldn’t believe he couldn’t even beat a new guy. His body exploded with wild power, turning into a black demon. It lunged at George with fangs and claws.
"Ha, I want to see who’s the one playing god!"
George looked at the demon and sneered. He threw another punch, this ti just as easy as before.
Boom!
The black demon let out a loud scream. Its dark power surged, but it disappeared in an instant, turning into nothing.
"What kind of power is that?" Jas shouted. He finally saw it clearly this ti.
George’s punch seed to bring in the power of the world itself. It was impossible to resist.
"As a Human Federation citizen, you betrayed us and joined the demon race. You deserve death!"
George’s cold voice echoed. He attacked again.
This ti, Anderson finally realized how terrifying George was. This young man wasn’t even in the sa league as him. To be exact, the two of them were on completely different levels.
A one-sided battle.
He suddenly thought of that word in his mind.
Whoosh!
Wind blew wildly. In a blink, George was right in front of him again. He threw another punch, and Anderson felt the power was even stronger. He couldn’t block it.
Anderson raised his arm to block, trying to stop the attack.
Boom!
The punch hit. Anderson was stunned. He expected a huge explosion, but nothing happened. He was still standing there, completely fine.
He looked at George. The man had a tight expression, pained face, and a small line of blood on his lips. His energy was very ssed up, as if he was fighting sothing inside himself.
"You really are pretending to be a god!" Anderson sneered. He didn’t know what was going on with George, but this was a rare chance to fight back.
A black spear appeared in his hand. He slamd it toward George.
"Damn it!"
George gritted his teeth and cursed. Just now, when he used Fundantal Power, that pressure ca back again, even stronger than before. It felt like it wanted to erase him completely.
He finally realized, on Earth, he couldn’t use Fundantal Power at all.
George looked at the huge spear coming toward him. He jumped back, and a stream of blood flew out. His shoulder was already pierced.
A burning pain ca from the wound.
He got angry. Earth’s Fundantal Power didn’t attack Anderson, who had joined the demon race. Instead, it was attacking him all the ti.
"Kid, die!"
At this mont, Anderson saw George injured and felt more confident. His attack beca even wilder. He wanted to kill George for sure.
"Do you think I can’t kill you without using Fundantal Power?"
George stayed calm. He stopped using Fundantal Power. Diamond Scripture started to run, and a faint golden light appeared around him.
Clang!
The huge black spear struck him, and it made a clear tal sound.
George felt a big force hit him, and he was pushed back several steps. But he wasn’t hurt.
This Martial Saint class was really not ordinary.
George felt relieved. He went in with bare hands again and used Celestial Pole Scripture.
Boom!
A punch, and Anderson was sent flying again.
But this ti, George didn’t give him a chance to react. He moved quickly, caught up with Anderson, and hit him with fists and feet like a storm.
Boom boom...
The explosions kept happening. Anderson flew like a big sandbag, then was caught again by George, flying back and forth in the air.
The students below, who were once in chaos, were now stunned. Their eyes followed Anderson as he flew around, and they were all shocked.
Who is this guy? He’s so brave!
That was the question on everyone’s mind.
Lily and Liam recognized George. Their surprise grew even more.
"This guy has beco so terrifying. He’s really a monster!"
Liam swallowed hard and whispered to himself. He had seen how strong Anderson was. Even Jas and Ares, two War Gods, had been completely beaten by him.
But now, Anderson was being treated like a sandbag by George. The difference was too big.
Did that an George’s power was even stronger than a War God now?
Below, Jas and Ares stood side by side, watching the scene in the air. They couldn’t really believe it for a mont.
After a long ti, Ares finally reacted. His voice was bitter as he asked, "Jas, what do you think?"
"It’s power from another world." Jas spoke calmly, but his voice wasn’t calm at all.
When George had used his full power and got hurt in return, Jas had already guessed sothing.
"Power from another world? What does that an?" Ares was confused and asked.
Jas hesitated, then said, "I can’t explain it. It’s just a feeling."
"Please, stop... I give up..." At this mont, Anderson’s weak voice ca out. His massive body crashed to the ground. He was covered in blood, looking ssy.
Everyone saw this and had the sa thought in their minds: this George was more like a demon.
Dark power surged. Anderson’s body changed, and he quickly shrank down into a middle-aged man. His face was bruised, and he looked a little fat. It was hard to tell if he was beaten by George or just naturally like that.
At this mont, he could no longer maintain his wild form. He lay on the ground, almost dead, his eyes filled with fear as he looked at George.
"What kind of power did you just use?"
Anderson struggled to sit up, staring at George with a desperate look. He had clearly felt it—George’s strength was strange, unknown, and impossible to resist. It seed to not even belong to this world.
George didn’t answer. He looked at Jas and Ares as they approached and said, "Mr. Jas, Mr. Ares, what should we do with this guy?"
The two of them looked at him with relief and respect.
Jas said calmly, "First, lock him up. Find out his secrets before we deal with him."
"Haha, you want to use as an experint?" Anderson grinned bitterly. "You think you’re so high and mighty. In my eyes, you’re just a bunch of hypocrites. Even if I die, I will never bow to you."
"That’s not up to you," Ares said coldly. With a thought, several Sword Lights flashed and cut off Anderson’s arms.
Anderson’s face twisted in pain, but he didn’t make a sound.
"Do you think you’ve won?" He smiled like a victor, coldly said, "Let tell you, the seed to destroy Earth has already been planted. All of you... will die with ..."
"Huh? What do you an?" Ares’s face changed. He stepped forward, wanting to force the truth out of Anderson.
At that mont, a terrifying power suddenly appeared.
"Shit, he’s trying to self-destruct!"
George shouted, reacted instantly, and stepped in front of Jas and Ares, ignoring the Earth’s power suppression and using Fundantal Power.
Anderson was a War God, and now he was infected by Blood Poison. His self-destruct power was extrely dangerous. It could probably destroy the entire Sovereign City.
"Ah!"
George coughed up blood, his face in pain. A terrifying power was coming toward him.
Without thinking about his own safety, he used Fundantal Power to wrap around Anderson, trying to push the violent power back into his body.
"Die!"
Anderson roared, his face twisted with hatred and determination. He burned every bit of strength inside him.
Boom!
A loud explosion. The space around them collapsed. George coughed up more blood, and his Fundantal Power managed to keep the explosion contained to a hundred ters.
The area got smaller, but the power beca even more destructive. Space broke apart, winds howled, and endless spatial turbulence spread out.
No good!
George was terrified. He had seen the power of spatial turbulence before. No one else could escape it.
The worst part was the space cracks kept spreading, showing no sign of stopping. If this continued, it wouldn’t just destroy the entire Sovereign City.
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