Chapter 1955

Perseus and Javier's palm strikes collided with a resounding boom, the resulting shockwave rippling outward and forcing the nearby Ouranos warriors to stagger backward as though struggling against a powerful gust of wind. Yet, the phago-ectoplasm lurking behind Perseus, with its maw wide open, devoured the entirety of the resulting shockwave. "You're actually able to hold your own against me. It's no wonder you're so arrogant—and no wonder, Weylin, that old piece of trash, was no match for you," Javier remarked, a hint of surprise in his voice as he observed Perseus, who had managed to withstand his attack. He then glanced at his palm and continued, "I must say, though, I've only used less than 70% of my strength. I'll be going all in now. You'll make a much tastier meal for my precious than that old fool Weylin!" Having said that, Javier launched another palm strike toward Perseus. He had unleashed it with greater force and speed this time. His palm unleashed a surge of energy re