"Ha… Ha… He is an immortal…" The people panted heavily, unable to keep up with Ezekiel. They had done their best, but they still couldn't take him down.
They had dealt a lot of damage to his body, but all of it had closed up as though he had suffered nothing.
Of course, Ezekiel must have lost a lot of blood too, but it looked like he was able to somehow counter it with his affinity.
As a result, Ezekiel remained standing after a fight that lasted for over six hours.
"What's wrong? I'm still standing here." Ezekiel smiled, looking at the people who were already on the ground.
Clovis was still standing and pointing his sword at him, but his body was drenched in sweat. His body began to shake.
Even though he still wanted to continue, he still hadn't delivered a decisive blow on Ezekiel.
'I never thought the gap between Tier 8 and Tier 9 was this big,' Clovis thought, realizing that the team couldn't continue any longer.
