Chapter 615: Chapter 208 The Origin of the Gluttony Secret Method_2
This too was his purpose for coming here.
It was not only the Breathing Method he wanted; he also wished for a fight.
After absorbing that batch of Demonfall Spirit Media, his naked attributes were now nearly on par with a Third Tier card master specialized in close-combat.
If he were to transform into his Werewolf form, he would completely overpower in attributes, giving Abel no chance at all.
Leonard Churchill also felt that this method of killing was too boring.
It was not easy to come across a suitable opponent; it would be best if they could fight.
What’s more, the sudden surge in physical attributes was like iron that contained impurities, in urgent need of a worthy opponent to refine it.
“Not going to transform?”
When Abel heard this, his expression instantly darkened.
For a fighter of his caliber, such words were no less than an insult.
It’s much like encountering someone in chess who says, “I’ll let you have a few pieces.”
And this was coming from someone a whole tier lower than himself?
If it were someone else, he would have already erupted in anger and struck.
But recalling the previous battle, the corner of Abel’s eye twitched involuntarily.
He knew all too well that if they had continued fighting last time, he likely would have lost.
Now... without transforming.
Humph!
Abel let out an angry shout and agreed: “Fine!”
He didn’t even ask Leonard what information he wanted.
After all, asking was pointless.
He was well aware that if he lost, he would die, so whatever news became irrelevant.
“Heh... a smart choice.”
Seeing Abel agree, Leonard revealed a satisfied smile.
It was as expected.
Abel’s eyes twitched fiercely at the sight of the Demon God’s Phantom.
Although to this day he didn’t know which Sequence the jester belonged to, the smile that split to the jester’s ears sent shivers down his spine.
That familiar, panic-inducing pressure returned.
In that instant of Demonic Solution, Abel felt as if countless eyes saw right through him, leaving no secrets anywhere on his body.
Before even engaging, he felt as if all his moves would be completely transparent to his opponent.
Leonard observed Abel’s stunned expression without any intention of using Demonic Solution to bully him with sheer presence.
Rather, he wanted to learn all of Abel’s strongest secrets during the battle and also to accelerate his understanding of various Martial Skills.
Knowing that if he could not win today he would surely die, Abel gritted his teeth fiercely, his gaze beginning to swirl with a bloodthirsty light.
Spotting this, Leonard whispered to himself: “Oh... a new move, huh?”
The world became clearer to him after Demonic Solution, and he clearly saw the Killing Intent growing denser around Abel.
This was an attack he had never seen before.
While he wasn’t afraid, Leonard didn’t have the slightest bit of contempt.
From that Killing Intent, he noticed traces of High-level Laws.
Abel no longer held back, charging forward ferociously.
It was during this rush that one could visibly see Killing Intent wrap around his fists, forming several blood-colored Skeleton heads.
“Killing Intent takes shape?”
Leonard narrowed his eyes slightly upon this sight.
He had encountered his “surprise” for the day in Abel.
At the same time, it brought to mind Reuel Bible’s godlike abilities.
But that required the power of the Demon God to drive the “Heavenly King’s Curse Body”.
An X Bureau ace agent, with no shortage of wealth, force, or resources, all of which combined to create Reuel Bible.
But what about Abel, a mere gangster?
“Eh... how did Abel manage to master such a formidable move in just a few days?”
Leonard was filled with doubts.
Just from the look of it, this was bound to be a sinister, secret-level Martial Skill.