"Heh." gatron sneered disdainfully. "I can't sense The power of laws within you. If I'm not mistaken, you're also a The Heaven criminal, aren't you?"
John furrowed his brow. He hadn't expected this man to recognize his identity so quickly.
It seed that even with Debbie's divine blessing, he couldn't hide his identity as a The Heaven criminal.
He had to restore his strength as soon as possible.
"It seems I was right," gatron continued coldly. "You dared to conspire with those Gnolls and attack Quahog City. You really underestimate the power of my city."
His expression turned icy as he flicked his soft sword. A gentle breeze swept through, and his figure suddenly appeared right in front of John.
Whoosh!
Cold blades of light flashed. It was a Wind Blade. gatron was an Elental Awakener of the Wind elent.
John's brows furrowed even tighter. His expression beca serious. This gatron's swordsmanship was on par with his own, and he had mastered the powerful wind elent The power of laws, making his sword attacks swift and unpredictable.
Thud...
In an instant, John was struck by several beams of sword energy. Blood splattered from the wounds.
How powerful!
John was shocked. He had underestimated the strength of a four-star Awakened One.
Compared to the obese city lord from Peach Town, gatron was on a completely different level of power.
Fortunately, his basic attributes had grown imnsely, and he was barely able to withstand gatron's attacks.
"Is that all you've got?" gatron's voice ca with disdain as he flickered again, launching several more deadly sword beams toward John.
"Hmph!" John sneered, his eyes flashing like lightning. He stood firm, not dodging the incoming sword energy. His longsword whistled through the air as he swung it.
Clang!
Clang!
The sound of violent clashes rang out as gatron's erratic form was sent flying backward. "Such imnse power!" gatron managed to steady himself, his expression filled with shock.
He couldn't understand how a human with their The power of laws sealed could possess such trendous base attributes.
Boom!
Suddenly, a loud explosion shook the city. The sounds of battle could be heard from afar. The gates of Quahog City had been breached, and the Gnoll army had stord inside. "Damn it!" gatron's brow furrowed deeply. It seed he had underestimated both this human and the strength of the Gnoll army.
He glanced at the soldiers around him and gave a cold order: "This will be my fight. You go and assist the city defenders."
He was confident that he could kill John.
"Yes, sir!" The soldiers responded quickly, leaving the scene to help hold back the Gnolls.
John watched the scene unfold and sneered dismissively. "You really are confident."
His only concern had been the safety of Tony and the others inside the prison. He needed to stay by the prison gates.
But now that the soldiers had retreated, he had no more worries.
With a cold shout, he took the initiative to strike.
"Seeking death!" gatron sneered. Although he was surprised by John's strength, he still didn't believe that John could defeat him.
Clang, clang...
Several beams of cold light flashed, and the sound of crisp collisions echoed through the air. gatron's attacks were erratic, but John, with his extensive combat experience, was able to keep up. For a mont, neither could land a decisive blow on the other.
However, John's strength was overwhelming, and each collision sent gatron reeling. Boom!
The two clashed again, and gatron's body was sent flying.
"Cough!" He couldn't help but cough up a mouthful of blood, his eyes wide with shock as he stared at John. Gritting his teeth, he growled, "Who the hell are you?"
In his heart, gatron was stunned. This human's strength alone was terrifying. He couldn't even begin to imagine how powerful this man must have been at his peak.
John was covered in wounds, his clothes soaked in blood, and it seed like his injuries were more severe than gatron's.
Yet, he fought on, growing more and more excited, his battle spirit surging. His longsword humd as he launched another attack.
"Damn it!" gatron cursed through gritted teeth. He dared not face John head-on. Instead, he relied on his mastery of wind elent The power of laws, using his speed and agility to dodge and strike from unpredictable angles.
The cold beams of light intertwined, and blood sprayed with every clash.
But John felt nothing. His attacks beca more furious, nearly overwhelming gatron, who was unable to fight back.
"Bastard, get away!" gatron shouted, putting all his strength into one final effort to push
John back.
"Cough!" He couldn't stop the blood from spilling from his mouth again.
John steadied his form, his gaze cold. He tore off his torn robe, his expression hardening. "It's
over."
He shouted with rage and charged again, moving toward gatron with lightning speed.
At the prison gates, the others had already erged, watching the two battle in horror.
"This human is terrifying! He's overpowering a four-star Awakened One just with his strength!" one of them gasped, disbelief written all over his face.
"Hmph, you don't know anything. The master has killed a Creator God," one of John's
subordinates said proudly.
"What?" Several of them widened their eyes in shock.
"Wait, killing a Creator God would create a new The Heaven, right? Why are you all still locked
up in The Heaven prison?" one of them asked suspiciously.
Tony and the others looked confused, as they were not aware of these details.
Boom!
At that mont, gatron was once again sent flying.
The battle was nearing its end. He had completely run out of defenses.
"Die!" John's cold voice rang out, his longsword slicing through the air, his attack direct and
unadorned, relying entirely on his imnse strength.
gatron, in a desperate state, raised his sword to block.
Bang!
He was once again knocked back, unable to stop himself from coughing up blood, falling to
one knee.
"Human, who exactly are you?" gatron felt the chill of death closing in, his eyes locked onto John, a sense of despair rising in his heart.
The sounds of battle grew louder, and it seed the Gnoll army had already breached the city
gates.
But facing John, gatron had no ability to counterattack. His chances of survival were slim, let alone any hope of going to assist with the defense.
"Soone who's going to kill you!" John spoke without wasting ti. He raised both
longswords, his attacks coming down with force.
Clang!
gatron barely blocked one of John's longswords, but imdiately afterward, he felt a
sharp pain in his chest. The other longsword had pierced his heart.
His eyes widened in disbelief as he stared at John, his expression a mix of anger and
unwillingness.
[You have slain a four-star Awakened One. Plunder ability activated. You have restored 0.0001% of your strength.]
A prompt flashed before John's eyes, and a surge of powerful energy flooded through his
body. "Eh?" John's eyes widened in shock and joy.
This ti, it wasn't just his base attributes that had been restored; all of his powers, including
The power of laws, spiritual power, demonic power, and Chaos Force, had been replenished.
It hit him-he didn't need to wait for his base attributes to fully recover to restore The power
of laws.
As long as he killed a four-star or higher Awakened One, all of his strength would recover!
However, it was still just 0.0001%, and he would need to kill hundreds of thousands of four- star or higher Awakened Ones to fully restore his power.
"Big brother, are you okay?" Spoorate ran up to him, her face filled with worry when she saw
the blood covering him.
Debbie raised her staff, and a Holy Light spell enveloped them, healing his wounds with a soft
glow.
John felt a wave of comfort wash over him, smiling as he said, "It's nothing. These wounds
won't affect ."
"My lord!" At that mont, Tony and the others gathered around.
The other The Heaven criminals had also gathered at the prison gates, their expressions wary,
but none of them approached actively.
John ignored them, nodding as he spoke, "Let's et up with Ben and the others."
With gatron, the greatest threat, already slain, the remaining soldiers in the city stood no
chance against him.
"Big brother, it's a bit cold," Spoorate said, tugging at her clothes as she unconsciously
moved closer to him.
"Cold?" John furrowed his brow in confusion. The others also exchanged worried glances.
Snowflakes had begun to drift down from the sky, and an overwhelming aura of deadly intent
filled the air.
"A five-star Awakened One. It's soone from Forest City!" Debbie exclaid in shock.
John realized what was happening and imdiately shouted, "Quick, get inside The
Heaven prison!"
He hadn't expected the reinforcents from Forest City to arrive so quickly.
Whoosh!
A dark shadow appeared in the sky, rapidly descending toward them.
"Get back!" John's face darkened as he sensed the imminent danger. He shoved the others
aside, pushing them out of harm's way.
"Thousand Pound Drop!" A furious shout echoed as a massive shadow lood overhead,
descending rapidly. John tried to dodge, but it was already too late.
Boom!
The ground trembled violently, and John felt as if his organs were being crushed under
imnse pressure. His body was directly slamd into the ground.
The shadow receded, revealing a gigantic Rock Giant.
"Heh, you're nothing but a joke!" A deep, grating voice rang out as the Rock Giant looked
down at John, who was embedded in the ground, his face filled with disdain.
"My lord!" The others shouted in terror, rushing forward, but before they could act,
snowflakes began to swirl around them, instantly freezing them in place.
A figure in green robes appeared, controlling the falling snow, slowly floating down from the
sky.
Cough! John coughed up blood, struggling to pull himself out of the ground. "You're still not dead?" The Rock Giant stared at him, his expression a mixture of disbelief
and amusent.
Ignoring the giant, John focused on the man in green, his voice cold. "The Ice Talker... Is she
in your hands?"
The power used by the man in green was unmistakable to John-The power of laws of the Ice
Talker.
"Ice Talker? Ah, yes, there's a woman by that na," the man in green replied, pondering for
a mont, a playful smirk crossing his face. "What, is she your old fla?"
"Enough with the nonsense. I've got more important things to do," the Rock Giant roared, a
gust of wind howling as his massive fist ca crashing down.
"Get out of my way!" John growled, swinging his longsword with all his might.
Crack!
Boom!
The two longswords in John's hands shattered with ease, offering no resistance at all, and he
was sent flying once more.
Cough! Blood spilled from his mouth as he landed. The Rock Giant's strength was terrifying.
He easily crushed John with overwhelming force.
"Still not dead?" The Rock Giant clenched his fists, his face twisted with anger, before
launching another devastating blow.
"Thousand Pound Force!" he bellowed, the wind roaring around him as The power of
laws coalesced into an overwhelming force-The Law of Strength!
Boom!
John was once again hurled through the air, slamming into the prison wall with such force
that the thick stone wall cracked and shattered.
The Rock Giant's strength was monstrous. John now understood what gatron had faced
earlier.
"Ti to wrap it up," the Rock Giant muttered, casually patting his hands together as if preparing to leave.
"Hold on, he's not dead yet." The man in green looked at the shattered prison wall, a hint of
surprise in his eyes.
The Rock Giant's power was imnse, and the destruction he caused was terrifying. Yet, this human had withstood three of his attacks with nothing but physical strength.
"Still not dead?" The green-clad man raised an eyebrow, eyeing the broken wall with
suspicion.
Cough! A faint cough ca from within the rubble, and John, with sheer determination, once again dragged himself from the debris.
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