Chapter 47: Picking on Weaklings Was the Only Way

Rudy Denford might have been the Northern Marquis's youngest son, and he might have fallen short of his older brother, but his Black Gold Body had already taken shape in the Embryo Stage. His tendons and bones were forged like iron, hard beyond belief. Divine Radiance hardly mattered next to that. If he dug deep and truly awakened his physique's potential, he would shine in the Eldermyst Realm. "You still not getting lost?" Rudy was in a good mood. He ignored Greyson Halsted's piggish, bloated...