Jerry didn't even have the time to gaze at the new presence as he was instantly brought to his knees, his kneecaps slamming into the ground with immense force. As for Anthony, he remained standing as though he was unbothered by the immense pressure and the killing intent that had vanished as soon as it came.
Anthony's head shifted upwards, his sky-blue eyes landing on the new presence. It was a man. He stood eight feet tall, dressed in a blood-red robe, his hair flowing down his back as it danced to the rhythm of the wind. His eyes were tranquil and calm, as though nothing in the entire Sathor Grand Region could shake his demeanor.
Jerry, who was kneeling, trembled as blood poured from his orifices as he spoke in broken speech.
"E...Eter...Eternal... A...Apex." Although he couldn't see the being who floated above, he didn't need to see him. His entire existence told him so.
