God 407


    Chapter 407 The Rout


    Osborne''s face grew stern.


    A ss A martial master and a dozen ss A- martial artists-such a force could decimate an ordinary ancient family.


    Now, they had one goal-to kill Osborne!


    Even after dispatching four ss A- masters with a single punch, Osborne remained vignt. But fear was absent; instead, a fierce battle lust filled him.


    "Defeat you all, and I''ll uncover who in Dampston is in league with the Aberrants. So, let battlemence!"


    Osborne''s body shook violently as a blood-red martial art aura enveloped him.


    In a sh, he exchanged blows with Victor.


    Victor, a ss A martial master for over two decades, was far stronger than Brad. Yet, after just one punch against Osborne, he was sent flying, spewing blood, his martial art aura wavering.


    Fortunately, as he was hurled away, the dozen ss A- masters attacked, momentarily halting Osborne and preventing a follow-up.


    These ss A- powerhouses assaulted Osborne with a flurry of techniques. Though they couldn''t prate his martial art aura, they managed to create ripples, effectively constraining his offense.


    The onught trapped Osborne like a bog.


    Then, Victor charged back in. His martial art aura zed anew, unleashing an even mightier force as he struck Osborne''s chest.


    Osborne staggered and was knocked back several steps. A section of his martial art aura shattered, and the immense impact inflicted a minor injury. "Spiral Force again?"


    Osborne touched his chest, his body channeling energy to heal swiftly.


    "Your Spiral Force is stronger than Brad''s. But you''re far from Isa''s level. As for my mastery of Spiral Force, it''s on par with his!"


    With that, Osborneunched another attack.


    He withstood the onught of a dozen ss A- masters andunched another punch at Victor, shing with his attack.


    Victor was sent flying once more, blood trickling from the corner of his mouth, his expression one of utter shock.


    In this contest of strength, he was utterly defeated.


    Had it not been for the support of the other ss A- martial artists, constantly pressuring Osborne and preventing him from focusing solely on Victor, thetter might have been severely injured.


    "Who the hell is he?"


    Fear rose in Victor''s heart. His will to fight was dissipating rapidly, reced by the thought of retreat.


    Osborne was terrifying!


    Even with the support of a dozen ss A- martial artists, Victor was no match for him, able only to momentarily hold him off, with no hope of defeating him.


    Moreover, Osborne had cultivated both martial arts and metahuman powers, mastering the elusive space elemental power.


    Even in defeat, Osborne could tear open a dimensional rift and escape instantly.


    "I can''t handle this man! He must be a high-ranking member of the Draco Group. If I stay and continue to fight, I''m the one who will end up dead! I''m from the Paltrow family. I''m only here to assist the Aberrants'' operation. I don''t need to risk


    Since I''m no match for risk my life!


    retreat!"


    ????


    Having made up his mind, Victor suddenly turned to flee.


    His action caused the faces of the dozen ss A- masters, who were still trying to coordinate their attacks on Osborne, to pale in horror. "Damn it, he''s running!"


    "If he escapes, we won''t stand a chance against this man!"All rights ? N?velDrama.Org.


    "Let''s run too!"


    Without hesitation, the ss A- martial artists also fled.


    Seeing this, Osborne sneered, "Only now do you think of escape? It''s toote! Since you''ve shown yourselves, you all stay here!"


    Then, he no longer concealed his true strength.


    Shape-shifting to Vampire!


    A terrifying power erupted within him.


    His hair began to grow wildly, swiftly turning into a head of flowing blood-red locks.


    Then, Osborne struck with a punch.


    In an instant, several fleeing ss A- martial artists were struck into the sea by Osborne, spitting out blood, severely injured.


    But before they could react, Osborne''s blood-red hair instantly coiled around them, piercing their bodies and rendering them unable to exert their strength.


    Terror and despair filled their eyes.


    Osborne showed no mercy, casually tearing open a dimensional rift and stepping through.


    The next moment, he appeared behind a few others who were fleeing in a different direction, delivering another crushing punch.


    Already gravely injured, they could not withstand Osborne''s overwhelming force. The reason they weren''t killed was that Osborne did not wish to kill them.


    Osborne''s blood-red hair coiled around them as well, suppressing their powers.


    He tore open dimensional rifts


    continuously, moving as if


    teleporting to chase down the fleeing ss A- fighters, injuring them one by one and binding them with his hair.


    He stood in the air, his red hair like


    vines stretching hundreds of feet


    drifting in the void, with the tips binding a dozen severely injured ss A- fighters.


    The sight was both awe-inspiring and horrifying.


    Victor, who had fled to a distance, couldn''t help but look back. The sight turned his face pale with fear.


    "Run! Run for your life!"