A Man Like None Other

Meanwhile, at Stormwind Sect, Emiliano was intubated all over, with a green liquid coursing through the tubes. In front of him was a glass vessel filled with the same green liquid, which continuously churned and boiled.

Emiliano knitted his brows, seemingly enduring immense pain.

His mother wore an anxious expression as she quietly observed from the side.
“Tucker, are you sure this is going to work? Mind you, he’s your son. If this fails and Emiliano’s life is in danger, I’ll not let you off!” she threatened while staring at Tucker.

“This technology is already well-developed, so don’t worry,” Tucker reassured her and stood before the glass vessel, where he gently bit his finger, allowing a few drops of his blood to drip into the green liquid.

Shockingly, he appeared visibly fatigued after the mere act of dripping a few drops of blood into the vessel.

As the green liquid continued to be infused into Emiliano’s body, he began to emanate a faint green glow while his aura started expanding.

Observing the scene unfolding before him, Tucker laughed. “Don’t worry, our son will undergo a complete transformation in less than ten hours!”

in delight and embraced

were enjoying an intimate moment, Garthor, who stood at Reflection Cliff, continued to be assailed

expression seemed to show how bad he felt from seeing the pain his son was

you holding up?”

his feet and

come to Reflection Cliff because

mean, Dad? To protect

you once you advance

and that she wants Emiliano to

his countenance turned cold at once. “You are my son, the rightful successor to Stormwind Sect. Besides you, no one else is deserving of the leadership position! You’re forbidden from making