Arc 3, Chapter 153 — The Bearer Of Bad Omens
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What the hell!!!!
Everyone around, including Levon's group, were surprised. They hadn't seen such a move from their leader before.
Levon said nothing, knowing he only just mastered this a week ago. Of course, he felt he had only grasped 20% of its first stage.
The mist was enough to destroy a Level 1 with one swift move. But when it came to level 2s and 3s… it bounced off, only slicing their bodies slightly.
It all happened so fast. Levon hurled his blades, their sharp edges flowing with eerie lights whenever they sliced through multiple opponents. "Keep Moving!"
"Right!"
The gang fought as one cohesive unit, their teamwork honed by countless drills. They took on various points, carving paths through the horde with relentless efficiency.
