Chapter 336: Secret Technique and Her

Thud!

Once more, a collision without any finesse—just brute force against brute force.

Dilio was once again overwhelmed by Roger, his swiftly moving body shoved aside, crashing with a loud bang against the wall behind him.

Roger frowned.

That guy was actually quite tricky to deal with, his speed was incredibly fast, and even though Roger was stronger than him by a notch, facing such a frequency of attacks made it difficult to avoid getting hurt.

Roger did not believe Dilio was bluffing—the red glow at the tips of his gloves exuded a sinister aura. Even though it didn't touch him, Roger could sense the terror within it.

In the repeated collisions, the Cursed Sword clashed with the red substance at the tips of Dilio's gloves, and even the sharpness of the Cursed Sword could not shatter it.

Its solidity was evident.

More importantly, the black mist on the blade dissipated to varying degrees with each collision—obviously, Dilio's gloves were absorbing it.