"So, what are you all waiting for?"
Philip, having absorbed the power of nearly seventy Demon Spirit carbon copies and most of the spectators below, exuded the aura of an invincible demigod.
With the combined memories of Oga and the world consciousness residing within him, only one entity could compare to Philip right now.
The Almighty Immortal Emperor.
Indeed, in Oga's view, after absorbing so much nourishment, Philip's peak power was enough to rival the former Almighty Immortal Emperor.
Meanwhile, the remaining dozen or so stronger Demon Spirit carbon copies had already been drained of most of their power in the previous strike. At this moment, facing Philip, they were weak and gasping heavily. Their previous talk of "killing" seemed like a complete joke.
