Bab 489: True Madman

Sunshine, beaches, lazy tourists, and a leisure life by the seaside. The city of Athens seemed to be lost in its own time, stuck in a slow and comfortable pace of life.

Anger, hatred, chilling murderous intent, and the eternally raging battle intent; like a steel sword scraping through the murals in the promenade. Like the night of the dead, an indescribable, determined battle intent radiated from Solomon. His handsome yet ferocious face emitted fear and darkness, the protruding veins from his forehead and cheeks resembled him to a ghoul from the depths of Hell.

The Solomon family members who had just received the approval documents stood at the door, unable to see the thing that flew past them clearly. They could only feel a huge impact the strength of a typhoon destabilizing their balance as if they were going to be blown away by such a huge impact from the wind.