Boom!
Nathan's fist collided with Baccio's, creating a thunderous shock akin to a startling thunderclap on a clear day.
The Curia's elders, royal guards, and Colin staggered backward due to the massive shockwave from the explosion.
Everything inside the reception room, including the tables and chairs, was shattered to pieces.
Even the awe-inspiring War God behind Baccio shattered instantly the moment their fists collided.
Nathan maintained his battle stance, while Baccio was sent flying backward for a good ten meters or so before he collided with the wall. The impact was so great that it left a large hole in the wall, and only then did he manage to steady himself.
Blood trickled down the corner of his lips as his face turned a sickly pallor.
He had hoped to force Nathan into combat form with his signature move, God's Trial.
However, he never thought that a seemingly ordinary punch from Nathan would be able to break through his God's Trial, leaving him severely injured.
“Elder Baccio.”
The other four elders were both shocked and angry to see Baccio injured.
They held nothing back, unleashing their full power as they turned into four ghostly shadows and joined forces to take Nathan down.
“Lightning's Roar!”
“Sword of Profoundness!”
“Piously Fist!”
“Justice Strike!”
The four elders roared as they unleashed their ultimate moves against Nathan.
Having already pulled out all the stops, victory was just one step away.
In their view, even if their combined efforts couldn't kill Nathan, they should at least be able to force him to reveal his vampire form.
Nevertheless, Nathan remained calm and composed as he faced the onslaught of the four elders head-on. It wasn't until their deadly attacks drew near did he strike like a bolt of lightning.
“Snowsphere!”
Nathan raised his hand, a fleeting white glow manifested from his sleeves like a drift of snow.
Swoosh!
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