Final Stand [4]

In any normal circumstance, the Saint Emperor would've immediately moved out of range after sensing Park Jinho's accumulated power, but the life-or-death arena he'd set up limited him just as much as it did his opponent.

'But without this much, would there ever be a challenge?'

The Saint Emperor couldn't help but grin looking at the truly gargantuan amount of water that was being gathered.

The fact that it hadn't been mobilized yet but was still giving off such fluctuations…

'I could challenge him in close combat again, however, that is his specialty. Even if I wish to enjoy this battle, I still have a job to do.'

His eyes flicked over to the young genius kneeling on the floor behind Park Jinho.

'That boy…while I can't touch him quite yet, I at least have to leave an impression.'

He couldn't have Damien forgetting him when he met other Nox Emperors, could he?

It needed to be him.

'I want to be his nemesis.'