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Facing the crazed murderous intent of Kautorus, Jack Clark dared not take it lightly.
The street, instantly turned to ruins, filled on one side with boundless demon gas towering to 30 meters, the phantom of the demon king standing tall; on the other side, a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood, the fierce Dragon Might omnipresent.
In contrast to Kautorus, whose demon power filled the sky in the distance, Jack Clark seemed like a Hell Suppressing Light King who dominated hell itself.
"What a formidable aura, your Life Mark Wheel only has seventeen marks, yet you have grown... No, as your Human Race says, cultivated."
"Cultivating to the intermediate stage of the Six-Stage Demon Marks at such an age, with powerful combat strength, and with that tenfold soul strength, your potential is no less than the descendants of our clan's Demon Gods."
"Compared to your value, the daughter of the Mysterious Martial King is no longer worth mentioning. Today, you must die, you must die."