With the distance closing in and only a few meters left between both parties, Dustin’s knees bent slightly before he stepped forcefully onto the ground.
He propelled forward like a rocket, following an explosion–like noise that left a crater in its wake. What was left behind in his path were groans and splattered blood.
Protected by his energy sphere, the elite guards were sent flying before they could even touch him. Some suffered broken limbs, while others died instantly. No one could put up a fight against him.
Dustin was like a fierce tiger preying upon a flock of sheep, unstoppable and invincible. Within a few minutes, half of the hundreds of elite guards had collapsed to the ground.
“Damn it, this punk has skills!” Torben frowned as he watched Dustin go on his rampage.
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