With the sound of a strong wind, Frankwine�s fist cut through Etella�s temple.

Leaving behind an afterimage, Ethella bent her back and stepped back, unable to properly balance herself.

�What is this����.�

The moment she looked at Frankwine�s face, Ethella had a hunch.

�Who are you?�

�Quack, well.�Who is it?�

Frankwine�s temperament was different from before.

Of course, the fact that he is more like a bad person than a good person has been felt since the first meeting.

But this time it wasn�t just that.

It was so lopsided that it was rather plain, and a clean evil energy was spreading out.

�How can humans����?�

The moment she saw a small dot wandering around in one of Frankwine�s pupils, Ethella took a combat stance.

fly.

A fly hovered around Frankwine�s eyes as if trapped in a glass globe.

�You were not human.�

�Keuk, know with honor.�Because I chose you as the flare of my resurrection.�

With a bang, the soil on the floor exploded, and Frankwine�s body rushed towards Etella.

�Schema?�

A physical ability different from that.

The night-blind people came from a different place from Sirone�s world, and the way they used their powers was also different.

If Meat Gun distorts the three fields of time, space, and spirit to activate special abilities, Frank Wine was classified as a warrior who only strengthened physical abilities.

It was straight, but since it only aimed at vital points, Etella couldn�t find room for a counterattack and was in a hurry to defend.

It would not be an exaggeration to say that Yin-Yang Wave Fist had all its true intentions in the final destruction, but the techniques that reached that point were being crushed by Frank Wine�s momentum.

As they retreated down the hillside, Frankwine approached, closing the distance.

Ethella crossed her arms and raised her guard.

At the same time, Frankwine grabbed her by the wrist and opened it wide to face her.

The moment I saw the wickedly torn corner of my mouth and the fly clinging to one of my pupils, I got goosebumps.

�Hehe, what should we do for our pretty girl?�

Ethella furrowed her thin eyebrows and swung her shin, striking Frankwine in the crotch.

Frankwine�s eyebrows twitched as he heard the sound of something being crushed. JrNovels.com