"Are you threatening me with your power?" Theophilus coldly smiled, stepping off Hades's head and moving towards Chris.
With a loud smack, he slapped Chris, causing him to fall face-first onto the ground, his eyeglasses shattering.
"Either you surrender to me or vanish from this world!" Theophilus firmly grasped Chris's throat, his voice ice cold.
"Vanishing from this world…" Chris lay defeated on the ground, his mouth twitching, his face reflecting pain.
Now he had lost all confidence in competing with Theophilus. The man who stepped on his head was too strong, strong beyond imagination.
Theophilus effortlessly taking down Hades shattered Chris's understanding. He couldn't comprehend how Theophilus could do it. How exceptional his martial prowess must be, and how strong his backgroun
