“f**k off!” Zax roared. Dark attribute energy swirling around him. He clenched both his fist and straightened his arms as he rocketed on a collision course with the two fourth level Martial Mortals.
“Insolent!”
“Heretic!”
The two Bishops cursed resentfully. They knew that Zax is a bodily cultivator, which meant that his strongest attacks were not when he projected outwardly dark attribute energy, but when it was channeled to his limbs. In contrast to him, not only did their strongest attacks were projections, but they also could not execute them, so long as they remained in the Grand Abode.
“Block!” The shouted together.
Rods of violet lightning and a wall of crimson flames rose between the two Bishops and Zax.
BOOM!
Zax’s fists slammed against the rods. Thought they seemed fine,
