The Sword Tyrant lifted a broadsword weighing close to half a thousand pounds and brought it down upon the car Levi had been in earlier.
The Mass Murderer used his iron fists as well. Between the two of them, the car had become a mangled mess of metal.
The Venomous Lord and the Evil Genius did not strike this round.
At the same time, Levi stood his ground and clashed against Brett’s iron fists.
Crack!
The force sent shudders up Brett’s arms and into his whole body.
“Argh!”
In the next instant, Brett was sent flying, blood gushing from his mouth.
The force from Levi’s punch had obliterated his insides and had him landing roughly on the ground in a lifeless heap.
Upon that, the Sword Tyrant immediately swung his broadsword at Levi, who blocked his attack with his bare arms.
Clang!
The broadsword had been deflected just like that.
The crowd held their breaths at the utterly horrifying scene.
Is he impenetrable? What’s in his bones? How is this humanly possible? How can a sharp and heavy broadsword leave no injuries upon him?
Even Horatio himself was stunned.
His broadsword had been forged from the strongest of metals, and it was simply inconceivable that Levi could have blocked that attack.
Just as Horatio wanted to strike again, he realized that he could not lift his broadsword.
There was an immense weight on his broadsword, which turned out to be Levi’s bare fists.
Crack!
With one punch, Levi broke the broadsword in half.
“What the f*ck?”
Drakon and his men were going mad.
This is unbelievable!
Levi picked up one-half of the broken broadsword and brought it down on Horatio’s head, ending his life mercilessly.
Seeing that, the Venomous Lord and the Evil Genius panicked.
“Let’s scram! We’re not his match!”
The Venomous Lord picked up the briefcase and made a run for it.
Meanwhile, the Evil Genius threw a contraption in Levi’s direction to slow him down.
The contraption exploded once it landed on the ground, engulfing the area in flames.
In their rush to escape, neither had paid attention to Levi’s whereabouts.
However, the next time they saw Levi was when the latter was standing in front of them.
“You can’t harm me with your contraptions at that sort of speed!”
Slap!
Levi slapped the Evil Genius and sent him flying.
The Venomous Lord had a head start, but Levi was faster and kicked him to the ground.
The Venomous Lord may be a master of poisons, but his fighting skills were average.
One kick from Levi crippled him.
He could not move even if he wanted to.
Levi grabbed the briefcase from him before he could do anything else.
“You may have gotten your hands on that briefcase, but I’ve covered its surface in poison. You’re dead meat!” The Venomous Lord scoffed.
Levi smiled. “Oh, is it?”
Waving his hand, he displayed the invisible gloves he had been wearing.
F*ck! He came prepared!
His preparation aside, Levi had long become immune to a variety of poisons after his torture at the hands of the Blood King Palace.
The Venomous Lord and the Evil Genius were both dumbfounded, as were Drakon and his men.
The Dragonites had never successfully captured the Four Devils, yet Levi had defeated them like it was nothing.
Just how strong is Levi? Wasn’t he poisoned and injured? Why is he even stronger than before? Was it an injury or an improvement?
Levi then dragged the Venomous Lord and the Evil Genius before him.
“Whose orders are you under? I’ll spare your lives if you answer me,” Levi demanded.
