Chapter 413: Lifting A Mammoth
Ronan looked back at Virat.
"That gun and these bullets look way more expensive than you can afford. Tell me, did Leo give them to you?" Ronan asked, pointing his sword at it. The blade began to sizzle with heat as he activated some sort of skill.
The wound on his chest seemed to bleed slightly, but the impact trauma was apparent because of redness spreading across the region, reaching his neck.
"Lord trusted me with these and told me to show results. That's what I am doing," Virat replied, balanced on a tree branch as he took out a few grenades.
"Have to give it to him, he really has an eye for talent—hyap!" Ronan suddenly leapt high, the ground beneath him cracking as he shot toward Virat's branch.
Twip—Zimmm!
Virat promptly shifted to another tree, the bark rough under his boots, but didn't forget to toss a tree grenade at Ronan mid-flight.
Ronan extended his sword, flames erupting from its tip as he struck the grenades one by one.
