Chapter 295: Hard Work? Nah, Smart Work (2)

The sky was spinning, the ground seemed to have shattered to pieces as the grade-A warriors got ready to have their second bout. It was clear that Beelzebub had the upper hand there. Still, the progenitors weren't backing down. 

Lycaon looked around to watch his allies and knew none of them was in any shape to fight back. While Beelzebub's attacks might have seemed to be basic manoeuvres, those moves were enough to dismantle them entirely. That, by itself, demonstrated the kind of power the Xyrans possessed. 

'If even Frank can't take the damage head-on, then none of us can.' Lycaon thought to himself, 'Not without proper weapons at least.'

He plunged his hands deep into his inventory and took three weapons out. Once for each of them. Call it overconfidence or negligence, Beelzebub did not attack them while they armed themselves. He might have stabbed his 'brothers' before, but at the end of the day, he was still an honourable member of the Xyrans.