The clash between two ferocious beings, one with silver hair and the other with the raven hair, shook the very continent they were fighting on. As the space twisted about, the mountains in the vicinity were moved out of their spots. Even the distant ice wall encircling most of the world trembled ever so slightly.

“The only future left for you after you’ve raised your claws against me is death!” Pan waved his sword, creating a swirling mass of black wind that could cause a plague and destroy an entire nation within a matter of seconds.

Benjamin, however, speared his way through that black wind without even getting his fur damaged, which greatly surprised Pan.

(He weaved through my black wind without even suffering any damage?) This was the first time this happened for Pan, so obviously, he was surprised. “It seems I underestimated your strength a little too much. Your clan doesn’t call you Sovereign for nothing, huh. Your spiritual energy is quite pure. But it’s okay. I’ll still win. A