Chapter 337: Could You Block a Fist? What About a Blade?
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Updated : Apr 15th, 2026
"Damn it!"
Kenzo Martir clenched his fists so hard his knuckles blanched, his face dark enough to drip.
He stared at Chandler Lyson, who looked like a demon god walking the mortal world, and something hard settled in his eyes.
"Stanley, get ready to use the Formless Divine Seal again!"
Kenzo's voice weighed like iron. "No matter what it takes, hold that old bastard here. Buy Mr. Santee time. Let him get out first!"
Stanley Fardon nodded heavily, the same grim resolve written across his face.
Chandler...
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