Chapter 2016

Fergus bellowed, his voice thick with rage. "Are you looking down on me?" Perseus scoffed. "Why would I ever think highly of you? Who the fuck do you think you are?" He genuinely wondered if Fergus had something wrong with his brain. "Catch him and prove him wrong! Teach him a lesson!" Fergus snarled through his gritted teeth, waving a hand. At his command, more than 30 Gravewalkers surged toward Perseus in perfect unison. They didn't shout, didn't unleash any spiritual energy. Their movements were eerily synchronized—silent, methodical, and lethal. There wasn't even a flicker of emotion in their faces. Perseus frowned. "Where the hell did you get so many Gravewalkers?" But he didn't waste time pondering. This wasn't like his fight at the Townsend family home. He had grown stronger since then—more experienced, more ruthless. So, he immediately threw a punch—one strike and heads burst apart. There was no blood, no agonized screams. Instead, it was as if their energy simply v