Chapitre 658: Not in the Slightest

  Several auras converged onto Ryu, each with their own thoughts. It felt like the only ones that didn't move were Tybalt, Isemeine and Elena. There were even a few of Elena's entourage who couldn't hold back any longer. 

This was no longer a matter of the dark gold flame. It was a matter of Ryu versus the Martial Gods. They all had this responsibility weighing on their shoulders and couldn't take a step back now. 

Ryu's gaze angled upward, a fiendish expression on his face. Killing intent rolled off of him in waves, sparks of lightning crackling between his horns. He looked like a demon incarnate, Galkos' blood and flesh coating his fists and chest, some even dripping down his face. 

Galkos' aura surged. Though Ryu remained unmoved, the same couldn't be said for the ground beneath them. 

An enormous crater broke into existence, sending the pair falling downward.