A Man Like None Other

Jared and Gilbert’s conversation infuriated the two men in black. “You two Chanaeans had better get out of my sight. Otherwise, you won’t be leaving here

alive,” one of them threatened with a murderous look. Anne, too, turned toward Jared. “Jared, don’t get involved. You better leave with your friend. These men are really strong.”

“To be honest, I curious to see for myself how strong they are.” Cracking a smile, Jared gave Gilbert a look. Gilbert nodded in acknowledgment before leaping into the air toward the two men.

“Jared, you’re no match against them. They’re Martial Arts Marquises. You should run…” Anne cried out when she saw Gilbert make his move.

However, the moment Anne finished, two agonized screams rang out. Both men were covering their eyes with their hands while four bloody eyeballs could clearly. be seen on the snow-covered ground.

At the same time, blood was gushing out through the gaps between the fingers of the two men. The gruesome sight stupefied Anne.

“Since your eyes aren’t much of a use, I might as well remove them for you,” Gilbert sneered. Meanwhile, the other two men in black who were engaged in battle with Andrew hurried over upon hearing the screams.

reached his limit with his entire body covered in wounds. By the time the two men arrived, they

back of their hands, they recognized that whoever could

two men helped their wounded compatriots

dug the eyes of the other two men out, triggering another round of harrowed

blinded. Continuing to scream from the excruciating pain, they fumbled around aimlessly and

Anne and Andrew were stunned by Gilbert’s magnificent display of skill. Upon Gilbert’s return, Anne couldn’t help

Martial Arts Marquis

Gilbert to feel embarrassed, for the latter had been unable to do so despite

he would definitely have been outraged, but there were no

Greater Martial