Chapter 816 Warlord Veil


    Ss exhaled a heavy breath, the strain pulling at his mind as though he was being stretched out by a gang of horses rushing in the four cardinal directions.


    However, it didn''t slow him.


    His body flickered and vanished, appearing high above the battlefield and pressing a palm against the smooth ball. There was a pulse of Madness in his eyes, and a furious, tempestuous rage almost took tangible form.


    His Demonic Will red, and his arm flexed.


    The press was slow to begin with, but then it suddenly exploded forth.


    BANG!


    The ball of smooth grey must have been just shy of two meters in diameter. Large, but notrge enough to make one feel true despair… not until you felt the extent of its weight for yourself.


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