Being caught off guard, Andesa's expression was quite a sight. But it was nothing compared to the pain and anger of losing the Blood of the Dark God.
"Stay, obey me, and I'll spare your lives," Andesa said in a low voice.
Such an imperious attitude didn't make Brand laugh; instead, it heightened his sense of vigilance. He frowned, holding his longsword in front of Qian. Although obtaining the Blood of the Dark God and the legacy of the Dark Dragon Odin momentarily elevated him to a higher level of Gold, nearing the Elemental Domain at full capacity, Brand knew that this strength was still insufficient to face this Shepherd Tree Man, Lord Withering, head-on.
"You're forcing me towards Veronica, Andesa. I have no intention of fighting you, and as for your enmity with the Cruz Empire, I have no intention of intervening either."
