Chapter 1905

"Damon is my pupil. Defeat him if you can and die if you can't!" Wilbur put his hands together, muttering a string of chants before roaring, "Dragon's Safehaven!" All at once, a bright-colored ray of light appeared above Wilbur's head and completely enveloped him. Following that, the air rumbled loudly as Damon swung his sword against the Dragon's Safehaven to no effect at all. "You bastard! How many more secrets do you have?" Damon swung his long sword over and over again against the Dragon's Safehaven, when the man in the black robes said, "So you're one of the chosen ones too." "Huh? Are you talking to me?" "That's right. The chosen ones all have a special talent that no one else has, and yours has successfully drawn my attention. I've killed twenty chosen ones before you to get their talent, and you'll be the twenty-first." "What?" Wilbur had no idea what the Dark Messenger was talking about, but he was definitely shocked at the words. This guy had killed twenty cho