Rowdy’s transformation

Rowdy shut his eyes as he endured the pain. Although he could heal his wounds in an instant, he could still feel pain.

Rowdy could not believe that such a small and pebble opponent was able to knock him.

Unbeknown to Rowdy, Eman was already preparing for another attack.

Rowdy hastily got up. He wasn't afraid of him; he just wanted to crush him as soon as possible.

He believed he was unbeatable. Not even cutting his head could kill him. That was the power bestowed to them by the Bandit Lord.

'The Ten Sacrileges are unbeatable!' Exclaimed Rowdy in mind.

The pain he felt was just so trivial. It wasn't enough to make him unconscious.

After Rowdy got up on his feet, he saw his opponent wielding a sword once again, and in his right hand, there was another object that looked the same as the one recently but also looked different.