Philoctetes' gloomy gaze instantly locked onto Leon, and with a swift motion, he swung his massive sword with one hand. The blade descended rapidly towards Leon.
A stream of black crescent-shaped mist erupted from the sword, cutting a deep crack in the ground as it sped toward Leon.
Leon hadn't expected that his casual words would provoke Philoctetes into attacking immediately.
In a panic, Leon could only raise his sword, which was glowing with golden light, trying to block the strike.
However, as soon as the black crescent-shaped mist made contact with Leon's sword, his body was sent flying uncontrollably, tumbling backward.
"Pfft!" A large mouthful of blood spat from Leon's mouth. His right hand trembled violently, and he looked utterly miserable.
With a single strike, Philoctetes—who had high-tier Silver strength—wounded Leon severely. This scene left the Hunters of Dorey City wide-eyed, and many of them instinctively began to retreat.
