Chương 635: The Chosen Day 8[Broken Dylan]

Manu froze at the sound of the voice—a loud, piercing scream that cut through the still-charged air.

"Manu Madayaki! I am here for your head!"

Manu's brow arched in mild surprise, his lips curling into a smirk as he turned toward the voice. Surely, no one could still be foolish enough to challenge him after the power he had just unleashed. A demi-god, perhaps? Someone desperate enough to think they could succeed where others had failed?

Such foolishness, he thought with amusement, would be a welcome diversion.

But as his golden eyes locked onto the source of the voice, the amusement in his expression faded, replaced by something more akin to interest—maybe even mild concern. It wasn't a demi-god standing there.

It was a mortal.

Dylan.

The sight of him brought a flicker of recognition, followed immediately by disbelief.