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"Stubborn to the end! Then die!"

The Dark Apostle laughed in fury and swung his scepter down violently.

A dark, blasphemous warp spell roared out.

Faced with this terrifying attack, Solomon neither dodged nor evaded.

[Skill Unlocked: Divine Shield Protection]

He thrust his Storm Shield forward with a swift motion.

Buzz!

The black energy struck the golden light screen, making a hissing sound, like ice and snow falling into lava, instantly dissipating without a trace.

"what?!"

The Dark Apostle was horrified. He had never seen such power before; it was no ordinary psychic energy.

Before he could recover from his shock, a golden object rapidly magnified in his field of vision.

That was the scepter in Solomon's hand!

Solomon actually threw his weapon at him like a flying hammer!

Boom!

The blow was powerful and heavy, slamming into the Dark Apostle's helmet.

Even with the protection of the power armor, the blow still made the Dark Apostle see stars and stagger backward.

"Damn it..."

The dark apostle had barely regained his footing when Solomon had already charged in front of him.

The massive Storm Shield slammed into the Dark Apostle's mask, further disorienting him.

The two sides instantly engaged in a fierce battle.

It must be said that, as a veteran, the Dark Apostle's combat skills are indeed superb.

His moves were ruthless and vicious, each attack aimed directly at vital points, and combined with the witchcraft he released from time to time, he once made Solomon somewhat flustered.

But Solomon was a complete fraud.

Although his skills were inferior to his opponent's, he was able to learn very quickly.

"That was a good move, now it's mine!"

Solomon withstood the heavy blow, then retaliated with the same move, smashing his scepter back.

After only a few dozen rounds, the Dark Apostle was horrified to discover that the guy in front of him, who had initially seemed a bit clumsy, was getting stronger at an incredible speed.

Every attack I make is now being successfully predicted by my opponent.

Solomon's combat skills are evolving at an unbelievable pace. It's as if his body itself possesses an infinite amount of combat memories, which are being gradually awakened as the battle progresses.

"Who are you?!"

The Dark Apostle was slammed into a wall by a shield, spitting out blood.

"Why do you possess such power?!"

Solomon caught the scepter that flew back into his hand, strode forward, and golden flames burned in his eyes.

He blurted out, "I'm your father!"

boom!

Another heavy hammer blow came down.

Right on the edge of this fierce battlefield, in an inconspicuous corner of the palace ruins.

The girl, Audrey, who had been crying, stopped trembling.

If someone is near her, it will be easy to spot.

The girl's once clear eyes were now completely replaced by golden light, with no pupils left.

Her face was expressionless, and even her breathing became extremely faint.

Those golden eyes pierced through the smoke of the battlefield, silently watching Solomon, who was locked in a fierce battle with the traitor.

There was no sadness, no fear, only a cold scrutiny, and... a faint hint of doubt.

Volume 1: Chapter 12 It's ridiculous to point out the stats yourself!