Chapter 810 The Death Knights

• Under Damon King’s deliberate strikes, the men in black couldn’t hold the line. What had looked like an ironclad encirclement shattered with one clean swing. No matter how hard they tried to fight back, they just couldn’t. The guy was too strong—nothing like the harmless kid he’d pretended to be. They’d been naïve, thinking they were up against some ordinary teenager. Now they finally understood the gulf between sky and earth.
• If what Damon King showed before was just a sliver of his power, this was him going all in. His full strength surged—enough to wipe them all out in a heartbeat. Who would’ve thought a kid could be this terrifying?
• Everyone stared wide-eyed at Damon King, trying to process it. He only sneered.