Bab 156: Last Talks

Ezra Zephyr stood like a man who is afraid of no one, the one who had the sheer will to defy the heavens and the one, gutsy enough to make the world bow before him.

That's how the damaged genius of the upper realm thought when he saw the tall reddish werewolf in front of him, showing him his shiny sharp sword Efsa.

The bluish armoured youth was younger in age, despite his tall height, he was in his teenage. But, the age in martial prowess can not define the ability of an individual.

He was well trained and was raised for one and a half decades for the sole purpose of conquering the lower realm, the martial spirit of his was not an 8th-grade martial spirit, but a higher one that was restricted to the grade of 8th.

Because the lower realm can not control such a terrifying grade of martial spirit and might force the host to ascend before reaching the Spiritual Tranformation stage.

The legs of Carlo wobbled, but regardless of that, he stood up, showing his resolved character.