The Man’s Decree

Unfortunately, his abilities were being suppressed. The portion of both his spiritual energy and the Power of Dragons that he could utilize was very little.

Fiona had just released his aura to resist but was instantly pushed down to the ground by an immense force.

The tremendous pressure caused cracks to appear beneath Fiona’s feet. He lay on the ground, gritting his teeth as his expression became contorted in agony. If it weren’t for his robust physique, Fiona would’ve been reduced to a bloody pulp by then.

Wrey retracted his aura and gazed at Fiona in slight astonishment.

“Is that all you’ve got?” The former furrowed his brows.

With that limited capability, how could Fiona have killed Valentina, let alone Sonyx?

Garthor was also astounded to see Fiona in that state. When he first met Fiona, the latter wasn’t that weak.

“Fiona, enough with the pretense. You can’t be this weak. Are you attempting to deceive us with this fragile act?” Garthor questioned Fiona, his voice filled with doubt and disbelief.

Fiona slowly rose to his feet, a trickle of blood. escaping from the corner of his mouth. However, he chose to remain silent. There was no way he would expose his current condition of having his strength suppressed.

a palm in the man’s direction. A dazzling surge of martial energy surged forward, striking

technique. Golden lights erupted as a layer of shimmering golden scales began to envelop Fiona’s entire body. However, to his dismay, the moment the golden scales formed and enveloped his body, he felt the Power of Dragons quickly dissipating. His

Bam!

more than a dozen trees as they snapped and splintered in his path. The momentum carried him until he collided forcefully with a massive rock, his body coming to a sudden

organs churning and spat

took

earlier, yet

so he couldn’t gather his power,”

couldn’t help but notice that the dissipation of power was not due to Fiona’s inherent weakness. Instead, it seemed that Fiona was unable to concentrate his energy effectively for some

injured or can’t garner his power. Someone must answer for my son’s death. I will avenge my son today!” With that, Wrey swung his

unleashed his power as a Martial Arts

the ground quivered beneath his immense aura. With a single gesture, a colossal palmprint materialized in the air, descending upon Fiona with an

the descending palmprint bore down on Fiona, pushing him forcefully into

completely, preventing any chance of him