Chapter 83: Who Will Know It Was Me?

Hydra's three heads gaped open in unison, its six eyes widening into perfect circles. The expression on its faces shifted from astonishment to horror, then from horror to a dumbfounded stupor.

"Th-this..."

The left head stammered, unable to form a complete sentence.

The middle head blinked hard, as if it couldn't believe what it was seeing.

The right head simply shut its eyes and opened them again, as if to check if it was dreaming.

The Beastman swallowed hard, his eyes wide and speechless.

He finally understood how Leon had died.

The middle-aged man was equally filled with shock.

He had never seen such a strange and powerful ability.

'Is that Magic? Or a combat technique?'

Wilder and the other two high-blood members of the Dragon Race exchanged a look, each seeing the horror in the others' eyes.

'This man is so strong!'