"I knew you were practicing evil sorcery! That was pretty intense. But it doesn''t matter if you summon a python or a serpent today. I''m going to have your head!" Wilbur scoffed at the sight of Derkley''s gory ways.


    Five hundred meters!


    Three hundred meters!


    A hundred meters!


    The Six Bloody Pythons wrapped around Derkley as he made his way to Wilbur, who remained unmoving.


    Derkley thought that Wilbur was frozen in fear and let out augh. "Hahaha... pissing your pants at just a bit of blood? I guess Peele can''t be trusted that much after all!"


    One of the Bloody Pythons wrapped itself around Derkley''s arm as he brought it down onto Wilbur''s head in a harsh blow.


    Anyone would have been blown to smithereens from such a blow of peak Ambience level, and even someone at the pre-Sanctuary level would at least be rendered unable to keep on fighting and have no choice but to await their fate.


    However, Wilbur was at the Emperor level, and Derkley''s attack seemed nothing more than child''s y to him. The attacknded on his body, but it hardly did any damage.


    "How... How can this be? Are you actually at peak Sanctuary level?"


    Derkley stared at Wilbur in disbelief. He charged from a distance and attacked with all that power, but Wilbur merely took a step backward without suffering any injuries.


    Wilbur smiled at him. "Your attack might have seemed powerful, and I even saw one of the pythons wrapped around your arm. That punch looked like it used up a sixth of your energy. I rmend you use your full strength. At least show me what you''ve got, or you won''t have the chance to fight back at all once I begin," Wilbur said to a shocked Derkley.


    Derkley retreated hastily at Wilbur''s words, widening the distance between them in case Wilbur attacked him out of nowhere.


    "Young man... Since you''ve made up your mind to go against me, you''reing along with me even if I''m going to hell!"


    Derkley was starting to sweat in front of Wilbur, who looked nothing but carefree.


    After all, thest properly powerful opponent Derkley had encountered was from almost twenty years ago, when Mondorra came looking for him with Erin and Ketta right after Derkley had seeded in cultivating his evil sorcery.


    Mondorra had not even done anything back then. A young Erin had beaten Derkley to an inch of his life with just a move or two.


    Derkley stared at Wilbur, feeling the same as he had twenty years ago. He could sense a pressureing off Wilbur that could rival Mondorra''s!