Waves of compressed air ripped forth, shattering or sending anything in its path flying.
The colossal force of strength behind Jack's hammer strike caused the surrounding terrain to tremor, fracture, and displace.
All silver-scaled Viagra Bulls within miles were sent flying by the tempestuous gale of ruin brought by the heavy strike.
Though disoriented and landing roughly, other than this, the Viagra Bulls were fine.
What a joke — these were at least quasi-Noble grade creatures.
The divide in strength between grades wasn't something to be joked about.
Just because Seth and the others had absurdly high-grade skills didn't diminish the qualitative value of grades.
The gap in grades became even more defined after each evolution of life.
Jack's pupils flickered coldly, his huge legs moving into motion.
Each step resonated with a resounding boom, his feet sinking into the earth under his sheer mass.
Shadows fumed as his essence flared…
