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Havitz�s army listened to invisible sounds and imagined the battle.

�cadet!�

Natasha�s big fist hit Yu-jeong�s chin squarely.

Kwak Kwah Kwah Kwah Kwah!�They were caught only after Yujeong, who had been dragging the ground for a long time, stared ahead.

�Is it at a level that Natasha can try?�

As Vulcan judged without showing emotion yet, Natasha raised the backs of her hands.

�You are really strong.�

Blood flowed profusely down the back of his hand, and broken bones protruded.

Vulcan�s expression crumpled.

�The type that is hard to break.�

If you can�t destroy it with Natasha�s fist, you should consider it almost immune to physical attacks.

Yoo Jeong-do corrected his posture and put the Yeoui-bong on his shoulder.

�Heh, you�re pretty fast too.�

It�s not impossible to find a way, but Balkan didn�t want to waste energy ahead of the giant attack.

�What do you want?�

Yujeong, who was caressing her slightly swollen cheek, said while wiping the blood from her lips.

�Free my friend.�Mortar Singer.�You guys dragged them into hell, didn�t they?�

�Mortasinger?�

Vulcan, uninterested in the underworld, turned to Havitz.

�I don�t know.�

There was no way that Havitz was unaware of Mortasinger, whom Satan had personally taken to Hell.

It was just a means to ridicule Yahweh, so it was just annoying to even recall it.

�okay?�

Yujeong twisted her nose like a monkey and bared her teeth.

�Then let me know.�

As the terrifying murder spread, Balkan, who predicted the next moment, hurriedly held out his hand.

�wait.�Harvey��

But before that, the purple incarnation of Satan surged from Havitz�s body.

�Vanishing.� JrNovels.com