Chapter 1203

Wilbur scoffed as he summoned Dark Disperse with a flick of his hand. Spiritual flames started to wrap around the blade, with the sound of lightning accompanying the flames. However, in comparison, it still seemed like Stene and the others were at an absolute advantage. Someone shouted out from below, "Sirs, teach this audacious jerk a vicious lesson." "Yah! Let him know the consequences of challenging the Kiwanis Club." "Only blood will wake him up." "He can regret his choices in hell." Suddenly, everyone was crying out for blood. Joanna and the others constantly cursed at mocked Wilbur with emotional looks on their faces as well. Wilbur merely said coldly, "Come face your death." The five of them were furious. Four of them were at the Sanctuary level, and one of them was at the Super Sanctuary level. They were powerful enough to stand up to countries, but that guy did not seem to care about them at all. "Blood Fury!" Jorel cried out, and his body's spiritual f