He had actually fallen just like that?!
Simply too unbelievable.
For hundreds of feet around, it was deathly silent. Only the sound of the wind, howling and sobbing like a ghost, could be heard.
But this silence only lasted for a fleeting moment.
Immediately after, a voice of explosive fury descended from the heavens, like a sudden peal of muffled thunder exploding right above Ethan's head.
"Ethan! You dared to kill my Moonfall Clan's Holy Son! Today, you will undoubtedly die!"
Silvon's furious roar resounded through the clouds, shattering the brief silence.
Following him, Glacien, Wilford, and the others all flew into a violent rage. Their eyes turned bloodshot, glowing with vicious light as irrepressible killing intent surged out. Countless streams of killing intent converged together, sweeping toward Ethan like a tidal wave.
"Return!"
With a single command, Ethan's three clones returned to his side, surrounding him.
