Chapitre 235: Taking on Three Fiendgod Candidates

A soft ripple of shockwave spread outward upon the collision of the attack.

Tyrion's body shook slightly, the flesh of the beast beneath his feet rippled, but appear from that, there was no aftereffect of the collision.

Meanwhile, Dion's body drifted backward, his expression changed slightly. He actually lost? Quickly, he stomped his feet heavily to the ground. In a flash, he returned back to his previous position standing in between the girls with a puzzled and solemn expression on his face. How was it possible for a trooper to be stronger than him?

Tyrion took back his palm, and his eyes glowed brightly as he spoke. "I came here for the beast. And since I got here first, it is now mine."

He continued. "But I'm not such a wicked person that would horde such treasure to myself. Why don't I give it to the person who offers the most points in exchange."