Chương 273: The Third Son

Jasem, his eyes ablaze with determination, lunged forward to meet his opponent head-on. The figure, a demonic being sent by Jundla as the four thought, the god of the abyss. he snarled with malicious delight, reveling in the impending battle. Jasem's gauntlets, adorned with intricate runes and imbued with ancient magic, crackled with raw energy as he unleashed a flurry of powerful strikes at his enemy.

With each blow, Jasem's gauntlets resonated with a deep hum, their enchantments pulsating with a surge of power. The impact reverberated through the air, sending shockwaves that threatened to destabilize the very ground beneath them. His movements were a dance of precision and strength, a testament to his years of training and unwavering dedication to his craft.