Both of them spat out blood mid-air; their bodies slammed violently to the ground as if crushed by an invisible mountain.
Zayen raised his hand slightly.
The invisible pressure that had just forced them to the ground intensified instantly.
Boom!
A terrifying wave of aura descended once more, pressing down like a collapsing mountain.
The ground beneath the two men cracked violently.
Their bodies, which had just tried to rise, were crushed down again with overwhelming force.
Blood seeped from the corners of their mouths.
Boom!
"Bastard—you forced me to do this!!"
The middle-aged man with the scar across his nose suddenly roared.
A violent surge of energy exploded from his body.
Crimson light burst outward, tearing through the invisible pressure that had been crushing him down.
The ground beneath him shattered.
Cracks spread like spiderwebs across the ancient stone plaza.
He actually forced himself to stand.
The powerful aura suppressing them trembled for a moment.
