Chapter 272: The Man Who Guarded the Abyss, the Golden Hand Bone!

"Huh…?" Stefan Zimmerman's eyelids twitched wildly, and the color drained from his face. In that instant, an overwhelming pressure slammed down on him. His spine went ice-cold. His whole body trembled uncontrollably, as if even his soul was being crushed under the weight. Stefan's heart lurched. Whatever it was, it felt like a higher-dimensional existence bearing down on him, swatting him aside with effortless, absolute dominance. Cold sweat streamed down his temples. In a daze, he...