Chapter 67: The Strength Of The Crimson Oath Cult

Everyone that witnessed that attack from Blue Ranger knew that it was a sure-kill one until a new intruder arrived on the battlefield. The penetrative and punishing [Homing Water Missile] that left Death Chain teetering on the edge of death was met by the intruder with equal force, as his extremely resilient and rock-solid body withstood the barrage of arrows unflinchingly.

Cesare had a look of incredulity on his face as he stared at the new intruder. He was a muscular-looking individual whose every step caused slight vibrations on the surface. He had a slight protrusion on his forehead and he was bare-chested. The demonic energies flaring around his entire body made his overall appearance made him look like a demon from hell. He had a domineering vibe to him that made the Crimson cultists on the battlefield who recognized him step back in sheer fright.

His shock was that his most powerful sorcery could not leave a mark on this person.

"He is strong," Cesare muttered.