Before Solomon could finish speaking, he heard a crisp cracking sound, Roy had snapped his son's neck with his bare hands.
"Brandon, oh, Brandon Roy... You a*shole!" After watching his son die before his eyes, his figure flickered. He pulled out a dagger from his sleeve, his inner core surging madly with power, and charged toward Roy.
However, Roy merely laughed coldly. He raised his hand, his palm emitting a cloud of black smoke, and cast a wave of power toward his opponent
Solomon felt a tremendous power coming toward him. At the same time, he felt as though his body was tightly bound by invisible ropes.
Roy reached out and grabbed his neck.
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