Chapter 904 The Might of the Black-Iron Sword
- Warton dodged aside, shock pounding in his chest. He looked down at his left arm. A razor-cold aura crawled along it, and in a blink it began to freeze solid. No matter how he pushed his energy to resist, the chill kept spreading, unstoppable.
- "Don, my hand’s frozen!" Warton yelled.
- He’d thought he could take Marcus Crawley down. But once the real fight started, he realized the brutal truth: Marcus’s strength was way beyond what he could handle alone. Even Seven-Star Slash, as fierce as it was, couldn’t do a damn thing to Marcus.