"How about it!"
Although Braelin Yarrow was severely injured, this was their domain after all.
They could do whatever they wanted.
The lost Spiritual Power, through constant absorption, began to rapidly recover.
In almost an instant, it returned to its peak state.
However, the damage to the body's exterior was irreversible.
"Good, then let's play slowly." Julius Reed looked at the men in black before him, and gently waved his hand.
Swish!
That golden curtain blade exploded instantly!
Killing all the men in black!
Turning into scattered Spiritual Power.
"How do you know my methods?" Braelin Yarrow was the ruler here, enjoying the power of this place, but what he hadn't expected was that someone would be able to resist them here.
"I told you, all your masters were killed by us. Now if you go to meet them, is that too much to ask?"
As Julius Reed spoke, he struck once again!
A longer, larger curtain blade appeared in his palm!
Extremely terrifying!
