Intractable Wrath

In the middle of the dark desert region of the Macrocosmic realm, an imminent clash threatened to erupt.

"I said what the hell do you two bastards think you are doing?" Hade growled menacingly, his teeth gnashing against each other.

Asher instantly took a step back.

'How did he-'

For some reason, as Hade glared at him, he felt as if all his secrets had been laid bare and there was nothing that he could do about it.

And it wasn't just him...

Even Saul, who was standing more than 10 meters away, was just as shocked by Hade's sudden arrival.

One second, it was just him, Asher, and Iolana in the vicinity, and the next, the Ronen had appeared out of nowhere. Almost... almost as if he had teleported!

'Tsk! He has gotten stronger,' Saul thought to himself, clenching his fists tightly.

After his recent advancement to Master class, he had been confident of matching Hade's speed… or at the very least, being able to contend with it.