Wilbur cried out upon sensing that his spiritual energy could not be used. He immediately threw a punch to intercept the sword strike.
Yet just as their attacks were about to collide, a thin, jet-black sword appeared in the darkness behind Wilbur to stab him in the back.
A gray figure appeared roughly a hundred meters from Wilbur.
The figure whipped out a book, flipping to the first page.
A brilliant bolt of lightning struck down from the sky, aiming for Wilbur's head.
Wilbur was attacked three ways at once, putting him in grave danger.
Just then, however, Wilbur let out a cry. He made a sharp turn with his body, dodging the thin sword, and threw another punch at the attack.
The air rumbled loudly.
The sword strike was crushed into rampant spiritual energy that flowed everywhere.
The bolt of lightning, however, struck Wilbur directly and caused him to stumble.
However, he turned around at once, launching another attack in the empty air in front of him.
The air rippled, and a woman's figure appeared.
Just then, a figure rose from the water holding a long sword, staring coldly at Wilbur. The woman was bent over from the impact of the attack.
"That was impressive, Trevor Penn." An alluring-looking lady smirked at Wilbur holding a thin, jet-black sword.
Wilbur glanced at the three people coldly. "The Riverbank Blossoms. You finally showed yourselves."
As he spoke, Wilbur tried to adjust his spiritual energy.
Yet no matter what he did, the spiritual energy in his body seemed to refuse to listen to him.
The alluring lady smiled. "Don't waste your time. You won't be able to use your spiritual energy."
"You're a Soulless, aren't you," said Wilbur coldly.
The alluring lady seemed surprised. "It seems you know about the Soulless."
"Is that surprising to you?" Wilbur retorted coldly.
This lady, like Lily, was a Soulless.
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