Love At The Wrong Table

Chapter 1747 Different Level

At this moment, the fierce battle on the monitor captured the attention of Blake and Yasmine.

Agargar clapped his hands together, creating a fusion of black and white, embodying boundless force within.

Blake took a deep breath in secret. He realized that if he had encountered Agargar instead of Alfwhit in Anchortown, he would have been utterly defeated.

Emmanuel’s eyes trembled violently.

His thoughts mirrored Blake’s. How could there be such a vast disparity between the two brothers? They were not on the same level.

Emmanuel dared not face Agargar’s technique directly and could only retreat.

With a single stride, Agargar’s encompassing move again loomed before him.

Emmanuel retreated once more. Soon, he found himself with no more room to retreat.

Fortunately, his Art of Adaptability revealed a flaw in Agargar’s technique–not in the techniques themselves, but in his movement.

Emmanuel sidestepped, attacking Agargar’s lower body, disrupting his assault.

Unexpectedly, Agargar bent over and performed a sweeping kick, stabilizing himself before resuming his offensive.

counterattack, striking

Valor, Agargar’s understanding of the Templar Techniques surpassed that of Alfwhit by a thousandfold. He

and defending multiple times within just three

the heir of Templar

battle with

Boom!

Agargar hitting the

distance between them and stood at the edge

want to die, get lost!” Agargar warned Emmanuel while striking a

an invasion of Templar

Claudette, he felt a pang of

hate loneliness. Can you chat with

were Claudette’s words to him in the hospital before their

alone. Thank you for keeping me company.”

and laughter from the battlefield and hillside continually surfaced in Emmanuel’s

Yet now, she’s far from home, separated from family and

consciousness left, how helpless and tormented would

heart wrenched by an invisible demon. He lowered

“Why?”

“What?”

at

of Templar Valor? Why are you serving