Bason hammered Remus with a rapid succession of punches.
The bursting energy prevented the seawater from filling back into the crater, forming an abyss in the sea.
Following a barrage of punches, Remus was knocked straight down to the seabed, but he still clutched onto the seahorses in his left hand and cuttlefish in his right while continuously swallowing them.
He lacked a medicinal pot or furnace, which deprived him of the ability to craft medicines or refine elixirs. Therefore, he had to consume sheer quantities to recover.
"What on earth is the energy surrounding you?" Bason's eyes were bloodshot, almost on the verge of bursting with rage.
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