Chapter 1661

"Caesar!" The Frostspire Sacred Ground leader, Donovan Virelli, gasped in shock. He leaped into the air like a streak of lightning and caught Caesar mid-fall. After a quick check, he was relieved that though Caesar's injury was severe, his life wasn't in danger. "Well done! That was a great fight." … The Forsaken Race erupted in a wave of thunderous cheers, and their voices were so loud it felt like they might tear the sky apart. The tides had turned. The smiles on the members of the Human Race's faces were gone and replaced by grim expressions. Their eyes were wide with shock as they processed the scene. Both fighters were eight-star Intermediate Deity Masters, yet Juno had overwhelmed Caesar with just a few punches to send him coughing out blood. The disparity in strength was staggering. "You're such a loser!" Juno sneered dismissively. "You…" Caesar spat out another mouthful of blood, and this time, it was from sheer fury. He had displayed extraordinary talent from a young