"You think you're a good fighter?"
"But my background can fight even harder!"
Gary Smith's plain words pierced into the heart of the Ecological Lord Grand Jupiter like spines, twisting its features into a hideous snarl as it ached to swallow this pretentious man whole.
But no matter how much it struggled, its spirit energy and the rules of misfortune were firmly suppressed by the Pure White Radiant light, leaving it utterly immobile.
Throughout this process, Thomas Averill remained silently observant, plunging it into complete despair.
There are disparities even among Ecological Lords.
Among the various rankings below the True King, Thomas Averill rightfully stood in the first tier; after all, he was the man famously known as the "Light of the Celestial Calamity".
This moniker holds two meanings: one implies that he could rip apart the Pure White Heaven, with even the Seraph Chief having no way to handle him.