Vataco laughed and said, “Apollo, don’t antagonize me. Your aggravation methods are useless. Today, I just want to watch you slowly be tortured to death! And that includes the Eastern man beside you.”
Vataco’s evil eyes with killing intent landed on Philip, who was next to Fennel.
Why did this unfamiliar figure possess such strength?
With such strength, he could be considered one of the best among the 12 Sacred Halls of the West.
Was the reason why the Hall of the Sun had developed so rapidly over the years? Was there another Sun God in the dark?
Philip looked sideways at the evil and charming Vataco who stood at the top of the white castle in the distance. Using the rules of insight, he roughly gauged that Vataco’s strength was definitely in the fifth zone, but he could not determine whether it was the peak or the king of disciples.
After all, Philip was not yet fully proficient in the control over the rules. Moreover, the other party obviously carried equipment that could prevent such probing, which interfered with Philip’s perception ability.
Clap, clap, clap!
Vataco clapped his hands upstairs and said, “Come out, my warrior. Use your most powerful strength to kill them!”
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