Chapter-982

"H-How is this possible ? How can this be Anon Agreil ?" The general shouted as he looked at the young mage who was just talking to Anon.

"I-I don't know... But, I am pretty sure that it's Mr. Anon Agreil." The Young mage replied with a stuttering voice as he looked at the general.

"If he is Anon then how can he die like-" Before the General could've completed his sentence, Another mage interrupted him.

"He is standing up again..." The mage spoke with a scared expression as he looked at Anon, who was already standing up again and the wound in his head is healing up at an incredible speed.

"How is he healing so fast ?" The mage asked as all of them Looked at Anon with confused and shocked expressions.

"Incredible..." The young mage spoke as he walked forward and looked at Anon with astonishing eyes.

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"Hold the coat... Kid." Anon spoke as he removed his coat and threw it back towards the young mage.