"A mere 'Heavenly Immortal' who ascended to Spiritual Heaven just over a month ago, yet possesses power only slightly inferior to mine?"
Upon witnessing the formidable force of the giant sword unleashed by Wyatt Barnes, the pupil of Eren Maxwell, the leader of the Army of Silver Sea Dragon, involuntarily contracted tightly, and a ripple of shock spread through his mind.
"No wonder Noel Yorke is no match for him... his strength, even compared to mine, is only by a fraction!"
Eren Maxwell thought to himself.
Noel Yorke, precisely 'Noel'.
Having initially planned to hold back during the crucial moment, Eren realized he didn't need to hold back.
Even if he didn't hold back, it would be difficult to kill the opponent with a single strike.
Today, despite leaving the Army of Silver Sea Dragon camp in anger, Eren didn't intend to kill Wyatt Barnes...
