A Man Like None Other

Upon hearing Igor’s words, Montane Daemon looked at Helmut in disbelief.

He had never expected the latter to do such a thing.

“Mr. Lothian, I’ll kill him for you!” Montane Daemon braced himself to make a move against Helmut.

Although Montane Daemon was a Seventh Level Tribulator, he was no longer at a disadvantage when dealing with Helmut, an Eighth Level Tribulator, after having experienced the demonic tribulation cloud.

Moreover, Helmut was deeply afraid of Montane Daemon, giving the latter the upper hand if they fought.

“Mr. Daemon, none of you need to lift a finger.

I will personally kill him today to avenge my disciples.” Igor didn’t allow Montane Daemon and Jared to help.

He was determined to personally deal with Helmut.

At that moment, Helmut wore a gloomy expression but didn’t offer any explanation.

After all, anything he said then would be superfluous.

Montane Daemon wanted to dissuade Igor further, but at that moment, Jared interjected, “Mr. Daemon, let Mr. Lothian handle it himself.

We only need to keep an eye on the rest of those of Bloodroot Peak.” Jared knew that Igor could only rest easy by making a move personally.

Jared had spoken, Montane Daemon

“Drop dead!” Just when Igor shifted his attention to Montane Daemon and Jared, Helmut, who had remained silent,

Igor and shot his hand out in no

that death

would die,

in the slightest, much less pay past

that punch, Helmut unleashed nearly all of his

resounding explosion, a massive ripple spread across

in Igor’s

strike him down without hesitation, it further confirmed that the man was indeed the culprit

shot his

Helmut’s

rapidly stumbled

they were evenly matched with

ready to give it

Helmut’s

Igor in surprise, his brows

days when you’ve never been my match.” He was puzzled as to how had Igor grown so much stronger than him in

utter a

aura intensified to

because the elixir used when Jared