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    However, Spencer, Tillman, Victor, and the others knew that Gilmore was not one to make empty


    promises.


    His words always carried weight, and they could see the unwavering determination in his eyes.


    This made them believe, deep down, that Gilmore truly had the capability to annihte all demon


    cultivators.


    A newfound sense of confidence and courage surged within them.


    Agr, with a sh of anger in his eyes, looked at Gilmore and warned, “Young man, I’d advise you


    not to boast in our presence. Bragging here could cost you your life.


    “Now, hand over Gideon and his son. He is under mymand.


    “By absorbing the Eulogian Club, you’re opposing me and the Devil Realm.”


    Gilmore replied with a smile, “I’m sorry, but I can’t hand them over to you. Gideon is now a menial


    worker in the Fensville Dragon Sect, in charge of sanitation and various chores.


    “As for his son, he’s a prisoner in our cells.”


    Hearing that Gideon and his son were reduced to a janitor and a prisoner, Agr clenched his fists


    unconsciously. “Do you have the Royal Dragon Egg?” Agr’s gaze was sharp and piercing, as if


    trying to see right through Gilmore. But Gilmore was straightforward, “Yes, the Royal Dragon Egg is


    with me.”


    Gilmore’s tone and his nonchnt gaze were seen as slight by Agr.


    To Agr, Gilmore’s demeanor seemed to say, “Yes, I have the Royal Dragon Egg. What are you


    going to do about it?”


    Thus, in a somewhat irritated manner, Agr said to Gilmore, Since you have the Royal Dragon


    Egg, then hand it over immediately.


    “If not, your only path is death.”


    Gilmore, unflinching, retorted, “If you want the Royal Dragon Egg, then you have to defeat me.


    “If you can’t even beat me, you don’t deserve it.”


    His dismissive attitudepletely infuriated Agr.


    Agr then turned to the Great Devil King, Adam, and pleaded, Great Devil King, let me kill this


    brat.”


    The Great Devil King, with a somber look, nodded, “Agr, go and confront him. But remember, do


    not kill him. I want


    him alive.


    The Great Devil King’s insistence on capturing Gilmore alive stemmed from his fear that Gilmore’s


    death would mean the Joss of the Royal Dragon Egg


    After all, his leading of demon cultivators was solely for that prize.


    “Yes, Great Devil King, Agr responded.


    He then mounted his magnificent flying steed and charged out from the ranks of the devil kings.


    At this moment, Speticer approached Gilmore and volunteered, Mr. Reed, let me fight.”


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    Tillman, Victor, and other core martialists of the Dragon Sect also offered, “Mr. Reed, allow me to


    fight for you.”


    But Gilmore declined, saying, “No, the challenge is directed at me. You all just watch. There’s no


    need for you to intervene.”


    With that, Gilmore soared into the air, stopping about 35 feet away from Agr.


    Gilmore didn’t let Spencer and the others fight because, with God’s Eye, he could see that Agr


    was a king–level cultivator.


    Inparison, Spencer and the others were only at the beginner’s level, which was worlds apart


    from Agr’s might.


    Their participation would only result in needless sacrifice.


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    Standing mid–air, Gilmore faced the imposing Agr on his flying warhorse, showing no sign of


    fear.


    A cold smile curled on Agr’s lips, “You insolent young man, today you will witness what true


    dominion is.”


    As his words fell, ck mist started to seep from his body, emitting a deadly and icy aura that


    exploded into the surroundings.


    The oppressive force radiated by Agr not only targeted Gilmore but also enveloped all the


    martialists of the Dragon Sect. The sheer power of a king–level cultivator was overwhelming for


    Spencer, Tillman, Victor, and other core martialists of the Dragon Sect, who were merely at the


    beginner’s level. To them, resisting such force was an uphill battle.


    Among the ten thousand martialists of the Dragon Sect, many were below the level of a


    grandmaster. The king–level pressure made them feel suffocated, as if death was knocking on their


    door.


    At that moment, a flicker of red glinted in Agr’s eyes, and with a sudden move, he struck


    Gilmore, who was 35 feet away in the void.


    Boom!


    The air vibrated with the impact, as a swirling windstorm enveloped the surroundings.


    In an instant, a surge of ck energy sted forth, transforming into a colossal hand, swirling with


    dark energy.


    This hand, resembling the grip of the Grim Reaper itself, lunged straight for Gilmore.


    Swoosh!


    The ck hand shot out with incredible speed.


    The terrifying gale raged in the sky, leaving Spencer, Tillman, and all other Dragon Sect martialists


    in a state of sheer panic and difort.


    Before they could even clearly see how the hand had struck, they noticed Gilmore, suspended in


    the void, now grasped by the giant hand formed of ck energy-


    Only Gilmore’s head and neck were visible outside the hand, while the rest of his body was tightly


    gripped.


    It seemed as if the hand, at any moment, could crush Gilmore into a bloody pulp. v.


    As the violent wind abruptly ceased, Agr, mounted on his flying warhorse, saw his ck hand


    sessfully capturing


    Gilmore.


    A look of ecstatic joy spread across his face, followed by loudughter. “Hahaha, young man, I


    thought you were really that powerful


    To think that my Chaps Devil Hand caught you so easily, what a disappointment,” he taunted.


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    His words brought mocking smiles to the faces of the other devil kings.


    They all thought to themselves. “Just as expected, he’s a mere blowhard, using bluffs and deceit to


    ‘conquer his foes.


    Such a joke, daring to oppose us–it’s simplyughable.”


    Spencer, Tillman, Victor, Lilian, ire, and the other women watched in dismay as Gilmore was


    caught by Agr’s massive ck energy hand.


    They felt helpless, sensing he had no power to resist.


    “This can’t be happening. Mr. Reed is captured. We need to save him,” Spencer impulsively spoke,


    turning to Tillman, Victor, and the rest of the Dragon Sect’s core martialists.


    They all agreed in unison, “Right, let’s go save Mr. Reed now.”


    Just as they were about to risk everything to save Gilmore, he, trapped by the ck energy hand,


    called out coldly, “Nobody moves. Anyone who dares to act is no longer one of us.


    “I don’t need your help. I am not trapped.”


    Gilmore’s words made Spencer, Tillman, and the others hesitate to make any move.


    Wait a minute, did they just hear Gilmore say he didn’t need their help, that he wasn’t actually


    caught by Agr’s ck energy hand?


    It was hard for Spencer and the others to reconcile this with what they saw–Gilmore, from his neck


    down, tightly grasped by the ck energy hand. It seemed impossible to them that he wasn’t


    trapped.


    Agr, with a cold smirk,ughed, “Hahaha… What bravado! Clearly caught by my Chaos Devil


    Hand, and still iming not to be trapped. I don’t even know what to say to that…


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