The First Heir

Errol was startled as he raised his fist and threw several punches at the approaching figure!

Bang, hang!

The void cracked under the punches. However, Roger easily dodged these punches.

Bam!

When Errol was about to throw another punch, Roger was already half a meter away from him. Roger threw a punch that landed squarely on Errol’s hastily raised fist!

Boom!

with the bull-headed silhouette and crashed into a nearby wall as well as the approaching battle tank. A huge pit several

the ground. His eyes flashed with a strange red light as he stared at the figure who had his hands behind his back and was walking calmly. He raised his hands, formed several longswords from

into the air. A huge fist fell like a

his eyes were cold. He looked up at the storm formed by hundreds of black fists falling from the sky. A white longsword formed by compressed air appeared in his

Clang!

huge sword and slashed

Rumble!

Sword collided with fists!

a huge explosion, terrifying energy pressure scattered for miles around. The sky seemed to have been torn

the magic circle, Errol was knocked back several meters by the sword slash. The black mist on his body grew more turbulent and evil. Roger still stood in place with a cold expression on his face. He stared at Errol and said, “You’re not my opponent yet. Even after using the