At the sight of Max walking toward him, Nathan bravely faced him head-on, not wanting to be outdone. Both of them did not use any weapons.
Max sneered. “Hehe, Nathan, it's been a while. Let me see if you've become weaker or not?”
Right then, with a speed that was almost like teleportation, he appeared in front of Nathan in a flash and threw a brutal punch at him. His punch had no fancy techniques. It relied solely on sheer power to achieve victory. Nathan didn't dodge or flinch; instead, he raised his hand and threw another punch. His punch also seemed ordinary. There wasn't any fist aura, and it made one doubt the strength behind it. Actually, Nathan's fist carried a silent, powerful force. As it moved through the air, the surrounding atmosphere seemed to subtly distort.
Their fists collided with each other. Following the collision of their fists, a ripple of energy spread out, dispersing through the air. Then, a thunderous explosion was heard.
Boom
As the deafening explosion echoed across the place, the force generated by the collision of their fists strongly spread outward. The slightly weaker vampires and humans ended up being swept away. The formidable vampires and humans were also struggling to keep themselves still. The surrounding vampires and humans were terrified. They scrambled to get out of the way. There were no vampires or humans within a hundred meters of Max and Nathan. Everyone kept their distance from them.
After saying that, Max spread his arms wide with his palms facing upward. As he slowly raised them, he muttered under his breath like he was reciting an ancient spell. Buro's and Parkhurst's faces changed slightly. Buro asked uncertainly, “That's...”
“Indeed. That's the ancient spell of our Blood Clan. Patriarch Herod must have taught him that. He really dotes on Max!” Parkhurst was right. Herod admired Max's abilities. If it weren't for Max, the Blood Clan wouldn't have been able to create the blood virus, nor would they have been able to cause the downfall of half of Ospea and Astoria, giving the Blood Clan the opportunity for the rise of the vampires.
Hence, Herod rewarded Max by teaching him a few ancient spells. Max was indeed a genius. After learning the ancient spells and secret techniques, he managed to continually reinvent and improve on them, transforming them into his own unique moves, which then became even more powerful. He created the Ghost Howl for Nathan. Filled with deep hatred and resentment toward Nathan, Max was determined to use this move to send Nathan straight to hell.
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