Chapter 1832

"I don't fucking care who the hell are you! You're going to die for killing my daughter!" Rvein shouted out furiously. Severin was hovering in the mid-air. He dug his ear with his pinky finger and sneered. "You're so noisy." Despite the calm tone, his voice was as loud as a bell, which actually set off a ripple in the air. Rvein smiled grimly and coldly. "Ignorant piece of shit! Die!" He appeared less than ten feet away from Severin while he was yelling. Stretching out his thin arm, he grabbed into thin air in the direction where Severin was. The spiritual energy around was in his command as they quickly formed a giant green hand that was almost the size of a small mountain. He pressed his hand down, and the giant handprint smashed down onto Severin. That was the Walpens' secret technique, a Sun-grade medium-rank, Gigantic Hand Crusher. As a level nine royal saint, no one on the same level as him was able to take the attack and stay alive. That included those who had just reached