"Come at me with all your might; you only have one chance."
Huxley Walters's expression didn't change in the slightest, allowing him to strike was actually humiliating for the Walters family.
With the power he possessed to deal with the True Saint Realm, he truly felt embarrassed.
Huxley Walters raised his left hand, and the sound of roaring waves appeared around his hand.
The sound was sometimes near, sometimes far, as if right beside you yet in an instant seemed far beyond the horizon.
In the sky, suddenly a massive gap opened, and gigantic tides roared down, pouring into Huxley Walters's hand.
A miniature mountain peak appeared in Huxley Walters's hand, and he casually grabbed it and shouldered it.
Aqua Tide Peak!
Dudley Lynch's eyes bulged; his face revealed a look of manic greed.
"What kind of magical artifact is this?"
