The First Heir

In everyone’s sight, although Philip had just made a simple slash, that move was perfect. Whether it was the angle, the force, or the actual outcome, everything was within perfect grasp!

That cold black blade was very fast. A black sword light cut through the air and split the Hellhound who charged at Philip in a frenzied state. It was a vertical slash that went from the top of his head right to the bottom.

Swish!

After that slash, Philip abruptly held the hilt of the saber with both hands horizontally. The black sword light formed the letter ‘L’ in the air. Then, he stood sideways and maintained the last action of retracting the saber.

The sunlight reflected on Philip and illuminated his handsome face that showed a fearless fighting spirit. As for the burly man who rushed at Philip with his fists, he maintained his attacking stance and just stopped there. Then, a line of blood extended from the top of his head, down to his throat, then to his chest. Finally, it went to his stomach and continued downward.

Clunk!

revealing the mechanical components inside. His internal organs had been modified into mechanical parts and were also split

that had already displayed such powerful combat prowess. Philip’s blade was extremely

liquid remained on the black blade. It still flashed

at the two modified human Hellhounds in front of

had also been perfectly and easily taken down by

the Hall of Evil were wiped out within ten minutes by Fennel and Philip. This was the combat power of the two Easterners.

Too powerful!

God Apollo of the Hall of

was as freakish and terrifying as the legends made

they could easily outmatch the combat power of a small

the white castle