chapter 877 King's return

"Divine Blade, Soul Sever!" A faint blue light blade streaked across the sky, surpassing three times the speed of sound. It moved so swiftly that even Heracles hadn't reacted in time. The light blade had already pierced through his head, passing straight through. "Psychic?" Heracles's expression flickered momentarily, visibly stunned. He hadn't expected Jonathan to be a Psychic master. With the light blade traveling at three times the speed of light, he was unable to dodge it in time. "Splat!" As...