Kapitel 326: Champion's Might I

After Thaor ordered everyone to leave the combat ring, he and Michael had more than enough space to go all out.

Mekhaz and the other Warlock Centaurs looked for a good place to sit down and watch the battle. Meanwhile, the Berserkers shouted loudly, telling Thaor to beat the shit out of Michael.

Michael ignored the Berserkers. He glanced over to Kraft Viton, who sat down in the first row without any worries. Rather than being worried about Michael, curiosity could be seen in the old man's vibrant eyes.

"Ready, puny human?" Thaor asked while manifesting a set of black knuckles. The knuckles had various miniature enchantments engraved on their surface, creating a pressure that rivaled the Legendary Ring Artifact's dragon might.