Protagonist? Antagonist? I Reject Both

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Two ominous clashes of auras erupted between two figures glaring at one another.

Trees trembled as shockwaves rippled through the air, leaves swirling in chaotic patterns. The ground quivered beneath the intense forces at play, and the once serene atmosphere transformed into a maelstrom of energy.

Sparks of crimson and azure erupted, creating flashes of volatile brilliance trying to overpower one another.

The destructive clash of their auras unleashed a storm of power, leaving a trail of upheaval in its wake. The ground around them cracked. Dust and debris swept around by a circular ring of pressure.

"Holyshit!"

The people around stepped back in fear but their legs turned weak and their bodies were plastered onto the ground.

Marcus and Viper frowned in disbelief. They thought that this guy was a nobody but they didn't expect him to have such strength.

"This dog might have an owner," Marcus commented solemnly.

"Who could know her prowess better than you, One-hand man."Viper sneered looking at Tom's missing hand.

Jokes part, their nerves were really tense as the years of battle experience that they honed were telling them that this man was dangerous.

Anthony on the other hand, felt an intense intimidating force that exuded an overwhelming sense of power. The aura made the others nearby feel a weight on their shoulders followed by a sense of unease.

For a moment they even wondered if this was the same man whom they checked as he complied with their order easily but now managed to stand toe to toe against a Martial Lord.

Gritting his teeth, Anthony tried to pull out a weapon. A sheathed sword came out from the storage ring and he held it in a swift motion and pulled it out but the sword wasn't even sheathed halfway when time seemed to stop for a moment.

"Don't test my patience. I am warning you. If you care for your life, don't you dare pull the blade."

Leon spoke in a hoarse languid voice. He didn't know if he could fight head-on with a Martial Lord. He still had 80% of his health and 60% of his Qi so he was already in a pinch if this guy dared to draw his weapon, Leon decided to use every bit of Qi to use the maximum power of Dragon Eye to finish this within a second.

Something he had never dared to use before.

With this Leon closed his eyes but the moment he opened it, the world around him changed.

Everything ceased for a moment as his eyes increased his perception several times.

At this moment, he truly felt invincible and domineering enough to do anything.

"Shut up! You are nothing but a mere peasant."Anthony roared in anger.

"Do you think, your physiological skill to cast fear is enough to bring down a veteran like me?''

A twinge of unease began forming a pit in his stomach but he shook away his fear and nervousness.

And with a single motion, drew his sword and leaned forward, channeling his strength to attack.

But even before his body could move, the man arrived right in front of him.

"I warned you."

A languid raspy voice echoed.

All of a sudden a crunching sound beneath his feet and he lost his balance.

'What happened? Why did I lose my balance all of a sudden.'

With this thought, he looked down and saw a horrifying sight of his knees bent to the other side with fragments of bones and tendons sticking out of his skin.

"MY Leg…..My leg…"

"AAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!MY LEG…..GYAAHAHHHHHH!"

"IT HURTTTTTTTTT!!HURTTT!"

His mind became blank, unable to process anything for a moment.

"GYAAAH!"

Anthony groaned as monumental coercion crashed on his back as if a huge mountain fell from the sky on him.

BANG!

His legs, unable to withstand the pressure, collapsed onto the ground.

Anthony's pulse started twitching and a deep fear engraved in his heart started blooming out.

He wanted to speak, condemn, and beat this guy and make him confess about his Master but he was helpless and weak before this pair of eyes.

He even had a hallucination of a dragon looking at him behind the person's back.

At that time a sudden cold voice brought him out of his reverie.

He looked up and saw the man's emotionless eyes. The tone of his words carries power and dignity, causing a terrifying sensation, something he had never felt before.

It was an irrefutable aura of a person holding great authority in the palm of his hands.

"Listen, mate, I don't know any Reno Jeffson. I was at the periphery and saw an injured Rose fighting with a beast. Maybe Your Young Master found this woman an eyesore or used her as a scapegoat to go inside so instead of barking here why don't you go inside for your dear Young Master? But how can you go as you are afraid so you are just venting your anger on the weak common man."

Anthony's expression distorted as Leon rubbed salt in his wounds but he was powerless to speak as all he did was scream like a pig.

A heavy silence descended upon everyone and all mercenary leaders stood there with their eyes wide open.

Leon raised his chin and looked around.

Everyone shuddered and lowered their eyes to meet his gaze.

Shock, disbelief, and fear are etched deep inside their heart.

Even those at Martial Lord standing around were scared out of their wits.

Leon, ignoring Anthony, looked back.

Fortunately, Leon had twerked Lucien's face a little otherwise things might have become troublesome if Anthony managed to identify him.

Leon then turned around and lifted the two dead...he meant one dead meat, one living soft meat, and left under everyone's scrutinizing gaze.

If it was before, they would have stopped him and threatened him but now that they have witnessed how he made a Martial Lord scared and step back in fear, all those previous thoughts ran away.

A Martial Lord is many times more valuable than a Martial Grandmaster. To enter the Martial Lord realm you have to walk on the path of law. If a person has an affinity, he can convert it into law allowing better control, and if not you have to work hard on understanding any other laws.

That's one of the reasons you can find Martial Grandmasters everywhere but not Martial Lords as many Grandmasters couldn't master the law.

And if you step into Martial Lord without mastering any Law, you would be stuck in the realm unable to advance.

Most of the mercenary's captains were in the Pseudo Martial Lord realm and those who were in the True Martial Lord realm mostly mastered simple laws like the law of killing, brutality, cruelty, strength, speed, etc.

Amidst all of them, Tom Hawk glanced at the man fading back with a profound gaze.

'Did he take the mission of Young Mistress Gwen? In that case, I should inform Master Stephan about this.'

'I hope he is on the same team as me as he might be of immense help to us in the future.'

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