Drake had also heard the power level that Hawk had seen for him, but Drake knew that that wasn't his limit.
The power level was a real-time data point, depending on the current state of the person being measured, and could only reflect their current combat power.
For example, Galand's actual power level should have been 27,000, but because he had just been released from the seal, he had 1,000 magic power, and the display was zero, so Hawk had only seen a power level of 26,000.
And Galand also had the magic power "Critical Over," which could directly explode his power level to a level of 40,000.
Similarly, Drake also had two burst skills, Dragon King Armament and Dragon Flame Battle Gear, and if he used them, he should also be able to greatly increase his power level.
But in this situation, there was obviously no need to use them.
Galand propped himself up with his spear, and as he moved, he couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of purple blood again. Then he asked the same question as Meliodas.
"You bastard, are you really human?"
Drake stretched his wrists, saying, "Do you look down on humans that much? Then let me show you the power that belongs to humans!"
Galand hadn't met that "human, but also a man standing at the peak of all races," so Drake would show him the power of humans.
The large hole in Galand's chest healed quickly, and he said angrily, "Don't get too cocky, human!"
Saying this, he took a step forward, and in the next instant, he appeared before Drake, swinging his spear to slash at him.
Attacking in anger, Galand's attack directly caused the earth to shake.
But after the smoke and dust were blown away by the impact, what he saw was Drake standing before him, stepping on the spear that had already been smashed into the ground.
Galand used force with both arms, pulling twice, but the spear didn't budge, and Drake's fist had already struck over.
His entire head twisted for a moment, and then Galand's entire body began to shake wildly, that was because Drake's fist had struck him who knows how many times in an instant!
"Damn it!" Galand roared, raising his arms and directly sending Drake, who was stepping on his spear, flying back.
Then Galand chased after him, using his spear to attack Drake, who had flipped over in mid-air, like crazy.
"Scattered Slash!"
Galand's arms and spear seemed to have turned into whips, leaving countless phantoms in the air, attacking Drake from various strange angles.
Drake wasn't hurried or slow, his arms seeming to have disappeared, blocking every one of Galand's attacks.
In the last exchange, Drake side-kicked, hitting the spear that Galand had used to block.
The spear bent into a semicircle, and the huge elasticity when it straightened sent Galand flying back.
Galand dragged his feet along the ground, creating two long marks before stopping, panting as he looked at the calm and collected Drake.
"Damn human, are you looking down on me? I am Galand of Truth, one of the Ten Commandments, the most powerful force in the Demon Clan!"
As Galand roared, his aura completely erupted. A huge Demon God phantom formed behind him, letting out a soul-shaking roar at Drake.
This roar, which didn't exist in reality, caused everyone in the rear to freeze. It was a suppression of life essence and soul.
But for Drake, it was like a gentle breeze brushing against his face.
"Seriously, what are you pretending to be in front of me!"
Saying this, scorching flames surged around Drake's body, forming a majestic phantom beast with outstretched wings behind Drake.
Galand only saw that the flame phantom beast rapidly swelled, until it stretched out its head and looked down at him, and then opened its mouth wide, swallowing him in one gulp.
Galand woke up at the last moment, and only then did he realize that what had just happened was just an illusion that had appeared because he had been suppressed by the other party's aura.
But what he couldn't bear the most was that in that instant, he had really had the urge to run away.
As a warrior, he should have believed in his instincts and retreated first, that would have been the wisest thing to do.
His magic power hadn't recovered yet, and he couldn't use Critical Over. This was the consequence of him recklessly coming to find trouble on his own.
Temporarily retreating in this situation, and then challenging Drake again in his complete form after recovering his strength, wouldn't have been anything to be ashamed of.
But as a member of the Ten Commandments, the Demon King's personal guard, Galand couldn't abandon his pride and flee in such a sorry state.
But Drake was unhappy, in the original story, Galand had turned into a stone statue because he had run away before Escanor, violating the Commandment.
What, his oppressive force wasn't as good as Escanor's?
Men's competitiveness was indeed a bit boring at times, Galand couldn't have imagined that Drake would suddenly become serious because of this.
So he hadn't been able to react at all, and Drake had charged before him.
"Fire Dragon's Hook Claw!"
With an uppercut, Galand was sent flying into the air, and then his vision was filled with a fist wrapped in flames.
"Fire Dragon's Iron Fist!"
Before he could even see the fist collide with Galand, a large hole appeared in his chest. A shockwave spread out, and Galand crashed directly into the ground.
Not even caring about repairing the wounds on his body, Galand only had one thought at this time.
"Move, damn it!"
Drake was above his head right now, and a large amount of flames was gathering on that raised fist. If that punch landed on him, he would die!
A powerful survival instinct made Galand unleash all of his power, and as he swung his spear, the air was blasted apart.
And using the recoil, Galand's body rolled away. Although it was a bit messy, he had indeed successfully dodged Drake's heavy blow.
Drake's punch landed on the ground, and the ground was directly torn apart, with flames walking through the cracks, creating scorching lava.
Drake, standing on the lava-filled earth, was even more like a world-destroying Demon God than Galand.
Galand, he keenly seized the opportunity left by Carla' attack and thrust his spear at him..
Drake tilted his head, but the spear still grazed Drake's cheek, leaving a shallow wound on it.
But what flowed out of the wound wasn't red blood, but flames. In the firelight, the wound actually healed instantly.
Galand was sure that the one before him was definitely not an ordinary human, how could an ordinary human have this kind of ability.
Drake smiled, since absorbing Igneel's magic power, his Dragon Slayer Magic had evolved.
Now, even without using Dragon King Armament, the powerful Dragon Force could heal his wounds.
But Galand didn't know this, all he knew was that he had to put aside his pride first, and escape no matter what, to tell the other Ten Commandments about Drake's existence.
Otherwise, the revival of the Demon Clan would definitely have accidents because of this man.
In that instant, Galand made up his mind, and then shifted his gaze to other directions.
Escaping wasn't so easy, at least there was no opportunity here with Drake. Then he could only look for opportunities elsewhere!
With a loud crash, Galand was sent flying again by Drake's punch. After rolling on the ground several times, Galand controlled his body, and stuck the spear in his hand into the ground.
Roaring, Galand directly overturned the entire piece of ground. Then Galand swung his spear, striking the overturned ground, shattering that piece of ground.
The shattered ground turned into cannonballs, smashing towards... Meliodas and the others, who were resting on the side.
Drake frowned, unleashing a Fire Dragon's Iron Fist, the surging flames swallowing all the rubble.
"If you want to escape, you always have to leave something behind!"
With a great leap, Galand charged into the sky, only to hear a bang next to his ear, and then a pain in his chest, looking down, he saw a hand pierce through his chest, holding something in his hand.
Spitting out a mouthful of purple blood, Galand didn't dare to linger, breaking free from Drake's chest-piercing hand, and then accelerating, disappearing into the sky.
Drake didn't pursue, instead looking at the thing in his hand.
It was a stone carved with strange symbols, which Drake had just peeled out from Galand's body.
Whether Galand lived or died wasn't important anymore now that he had obtained this thing, because this thing was the foundation of the Ten Commandments.
Formed from one-twentieth of the Demon King's magic power - the Commandment of Truth.
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