“You should know that there are strong Grandmasters, and there are weak ones. You’re still a fresh Grandmaster, so it wouldn’t be difficult to get tid of you...” Michael shook his head.
“Cut the crap! I’ll kill you today!” The Dark Lord bellowed, black fog bursting forth from his body.
“Watch out, sir! He’s going to go all out!” Herman warned.
Almost immediately, the Dark Lord made his move. With a powerful stomp, he shot in the opposite direction like a rocket.
“H-He had run away!”
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