Chapter 565
"Like for real, how the flipping hell did I find myself in this situation?!" Liam cried out as he clutched his hair in fright while staring ahead.
The direct descendants stood like pillars. Their auras immediately began clouding the whole platform, causing Liam to shiver even more, but Grey stood rooted, eyes fixed on the three figures before him.
The crowd sat tight, their eyes gleaming, waiting to see what strength the direct descendants would unleash on those who had come to challenge them.
"Kent! Are you sure this is your final choice?!" Leo asked, staring at the team of six below, confusion etched into his face.
Kent swallowed and replied, "Yes."
"Like for real?!" Rowen muttered, a dark glee in his eyes as he stared at Rivock, who stood slightly behind Mada and Noelle. "Isn't this overkill? You could have just made it six versus two. Throwing Rivock into the mix is like sending in a ravaging dog to battle mice."
