Without the protection of his spiritual energy, Jacob struggled to defend himself against Enzo's attack.
After all, Enzo was almost as strong as a Top Level Martial Arts Grandmaster.
Blood trickled out of Jacob's mouth. His bleeding chest heaved with effort.
When he looked down, he was stunned to see five bloody pores over his chest.
Jacob quickly returned his attention to Enzo, who was looking smugger than ever. Black spikes on Enzo's fingers glinted menacingly under the sun.
Enzo taunted, "Your efforts are futile, Jacob. I only need one magical item to turn you into dust, and the Deraegans have plenty more of these items up our sleeves."
Then, he shook the bronze handbell in his hand and smirked. "Plus, you've been poisoned by my Energy Dispelling Powder. I could crush you with just one finger right now."