"Hmph! If you don't hand it over today, then you'll die here!"
Saraf's eyes flashed with cold light, relentlessly saying.
Just as the group was about to clash again, a gigantic scythe appeared out of nowhere, hurtling down towards Ares with the speed of lightning.
Ares was startled by the sudden appearance of the scythe, his soul nearly escaping.
As if by reflex, he raised the large sword he was holding, blocking it in front of him.
Clang!
Sparks flew in all directions as the scythe precisely struck the large sword.
Boom!
Ares was forcibly knocked to the ground by the fierce force emanating from the black scythe, smashing a big pit.
"Hand over the Fire Element Origin, or you'll all die today."
A man, massive in size and clad in armor, hovered confidently, loudly addressing everyone around.
"Tsk, tsk! Is this the Ghost Knight? One of the Ten Holy Knights, truly awe-inspiring!"
Kashu looked at the man admiringly, saying.
"Ghost Knight Steven Johnson..."
