Gloomy Lamp Dragon! (3)

Monka toppled with a thud, his face hitting the ground, sending dust flying.

"I only need a gentle squeeze, and you'll be dead," Levi said calmly, his gaze icy.

Monka was pinned to the ground, unable to move.

The city lord of Black Line City was weaker than he had imagined, feeling less powerful than figures like Bo Gang, let alone the senior wizards of the third circle.

"Who are you? There's no one like you among the thirteen Ancient Saints now!" Monka asked in fear.

With just one move, the victor was decided. The gap between them was too vast; the opponent was undoubtedly an Ancient Saint-level powerhouse.

Monka, an Ancient Serpent-class strongman, knew that only Ancient Saints could easily defeat him. Among the current thirteen Ancient Saints, Monka was familiar with them all, and the one before him most closely resembled the Inferno Ancient Saint.