Chapter 1996

The smoke cleared from the arena of the Summit of Ten Thousand Dynasties. Nash was not grounded into a pulp like how the general expected. The general's surroundings were empty, with not a soul in sight. Suddenly, Nash took off the general's helmet with lightning speed. He was about to see the so-called general's face. What he saw made him extremely excited. There should be a face there, but there was nothing. Yes, the armor was hollow! However, the general kept attacking Nash. "Oh, that’s it." Nash threw the helmet away excitedly. The general firmly caught the helmet and then put it on symbolically. "Hey, you know that's not necessary," Nash said. "Enough with your nonsense! I will punish anyone who ridicules me!" Then, the general stabbed the spear deep into the ground. In an instant, the spear began to gather strength. "Fine, if that's the case…" Nash also began to gather strength in the palm of his hand. "Come! Shura Soul-Eating Spear!" The Shura Soul-Eating Spear, along