Chapter 756 Keep hitting! If you’re capable, kick me to death!

Chapter 756 Keep hitting! If you're capable, kick me to death!

Could Amy really not see the situation they were in?

It was clear they were outmatched!

"Run!" Amy quickly chanted a spell, her body shimmering with starlight as she activated the Sanctuary Pendant given to her by Zeus, effectively vanishing into thin air.

The Sanctuary Pendant was a protective artifact specifically crafted by Zeus for Amy. If Amy hadn't been assigned to him as a disciple by William, Zeus would never have given her such a powerful item.

Amy could only use the most basic function of the Sanctuary Pendant, but even this invisibility was enough to hide her from almost anyone on Earth, except perhaps a few major deities.

Walker felt this most acutely.

He was worried about Amy's safety, but then she just shouted and disappeared.

With Walker's abilities, he couldn't see through the secret technique Amy used.

She was gone!!

Walker realized he had been wrong!

He had actually been worried about Amy's safety.

Damn it, a disciple of the sea god Poseidon and the king of gods, Zeus, she had so many powerful artifacts it was unimaginable.

And how many unseen secret techniques could she use?

Even though Walker's master was the deity of witchcraft, Moros, he couldn't compare.

From the shadows, William saw Amy use her invisibility magic and couldn't help but laugh.

If it weren't for him controlling the robot, Amy's invisibility technique would indeed have made her undetectable.

However, William decided to pretend he couldn't see Amy, directing the robot to chase after Walker instead!

"Damn it, why are you following me?" Walker was incredibly frustrated. After Amy disappeared on the spot, the robot started chasing him, wielding its sword in a way that seemed too skilled for a mere robot.

Walker's skill with his three throwing knives was impeccable, but each attack failed to harm the robot in the slightest.

Instead, the robot's speed was astonishing, and Walker found himself unable to keep up. In just a short time, he had accumulated more wounds.

Three days!

Walker didn't think he could last three days.

Just then, William changed into a white robe, donned a bronze mask, and wielded a Grosse Messer. With a swift motion of the Grosse Messer, he blocked the robot's sword strike that was aimed at Walker.

William's swordplay was incredibly fast, pushed to the extreme.

"It looks like my damned dad is really strong!" Walker squinted slightly, and in his mind, he began to visualize the sword techniques of both fighters.

William moved like a shadow, his aura of energy overwhelming, his unmatched power tearing through space with a single slash, engulfing the robot in a spatial rift.

"Holy shit!" Walker exclaimed, channeling all his energy into his blade, a space-tearing strike that seemed tailor-made for him.

Walker didn't dare claim expertise in many areas, but he was still a virgin, his vital essence intact, further enhanced by witchcraft to maximize his soul energy. This move, he could execute perfectly.

Unfortunately, he didn't have a quality sword in hand!

He would have to speak to Moros later to see if he had any fine weapons.

Although Moros might not compare to the two high-ranking god-kings, as the deity of witchcraft, he surely had a few magical artifacts at his disposal.

"Clang!"

Just as Walker was pondering these thoughts, William casually tossed his Grosse Messer, which landed right beside Walker's foot.

"This sword is yours now! Train well with it!"

Over the years, William had accumulated numerous top-tier artifacts, so parting with a single sword was no big deal to him.

Now, with no Cosmic Entity interfering in the thirteen universes, William could give away items as he pleased, and Walker wouldn't face any repercussions from the Law of Cause and Effect for accepting William's sword.

"Hah! You expect me to learn just because you say so? If you're really my dad, then take off that mask and let me see your face!" Walker looked at the sword by his feet, swallowed hard, but still stiffened his neck, acting as if he wouldn't accept it.

William suddenly appeared right in front of Walker, his eyes cold beneath the bronze mask.

"What are you staring at? You want to fight me?" Walker scoffed. "Even if you are my dad, you never raised me. Do you expect me to be grateful?"

"A mere broken sword? I am a disciple of Moros, the deity of witchcraft! What treasures don't I have?"

William didn't waste words. He kicked out swiftly.

Walker tried to dodge.

But when William made a move, was there any chance for him to evade?

The kick landed solidly. Although it wasn't very painful, it knocked him to the ground.

"You old fool! You really dare to hit me!" Walker exclaimed as he was flipped over, his soul energy sealed, making him no different from an ordinary person at that moment.

William followed up with several more kicks, leaving Walker with a bruised face.

"Keep hitting! If you're capable, kick me to death!" Walker lay on the ground, protecting his head, his face still flushed, stubbornly refusing to submit.

William kicked him a couple more times, then pulled the sword from the ground and aimed it at Walker's head, bringing it down in a swift chop...Uptodated from n0velbIn.(c)o/m