บท 1386: The Power of Information

"Well, it's time, I guess." Akbar smiled as he finally stopped running.

"You've finally given up. You think you can escape when I'm chasing you around? And it's your people who make a mistake. They shouldn't have sent you to the middle of the battlefield when you can't even protect yourself." Edgard snorted. "The reason you die is because of your people sending you to your death."

"To my death? Not at all. They sent me to the place where I could utilize my strength." Akbar shook his head and pointed at Edgard. "And from now on, I can assure you that you won't be able to do anything."

"I won't be able to do anything? I'll kill you right now!" Edgard roared. His eyes turned bloodshot as his Magic Power flared up, showing his anger.

Akbar's book suddenly shone as Akbar read everything inside the book. "Yes, yes. There is a 100% chance that you will use a cross-slash attack that will fly at me."