1116 Hail to the Victor!

"Go on and apologize... Apologize for existing in my era"

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Rex ignored the notification and looked down on the Executor with an icy cold expression.

He already pulled his foot away, now standing dauntingly with an upright back.

Poised on his right hand is the Blood Devourer—gleaming a contrasting crimson color against the white backdrop of the place. His shoulders were spread wide, unflinching at the immense power pressing down on him from above.

Gazing at Rex from a low-vantage point and through teary vision, the Executor's wavered.

'So this is what he meant...' He pondered silently inside his mind.

At this breaking point, the Executor now understands what Rex meant by earned strength.