Chapter 2170 - 2170 You Passed (1/2)

2170 You Passed

Han Sen squinted his eyes. That scary presence carried enough overwhelming force to sunder the sturdiest stone. It rolled over the region like a wave.

The man was approaching, and he was terrifying. Han Sen felt as if the sky itself had changed color. The man’s presence battered him over and over, like a ceaseless tide.

“Who are you?” Han Sen stood and squinted, peering at the oncoming form. The wind was tugging his clothes back, making them ripple in the gusts.

But Han Sen stood strong. He held his position as if that power did not exist, at all.

The person walked onwards without saying a word. And with every step the form took, it sounded like rocks were being broken underfoot.

Dong!

A very light footstep then took its place, reverberating through Han Sen’s ear. But it had the impact of an explosion inside Han Sen’s head. It made Han Sen squint his eyes even harder.

Dong! Dong! Dong! Dong!

The shadow approached, closer and closer. The footsteps were like a chain of explosions, going off inside Han Sen’s head, one after the next. And along with all that, the person’s presence was becoming scarier was every step.

Han Sen looked at the body, and he noticed that they were both of a similar height. But in Han Sen’s eyes, the person seemed greater than him. He got the sense that the other person was a god that towered over him, making him feel small and insignificant in comparison.

Han Sen knew that this had to be an illusion. But even so, if this person could use their powers to such a degree, it was unlikely that an ordinary person could fight against it.

“Since when does an elite like this exist within the race of the Rebate?” Han Sen was confused by this presence.

The body and its presence were scary, to say the least. But its lifeforce certainly wasn’t King class. It was a Duke, at the most. Still, Han Sen couldn’t think of anyone else across the entirety of Narrow Moon that carried an aura such as that, especially as a Duke.

The person continued approaching, but try as they might to subdue Han Sen with fear, the attempt failed. Han Sen did not move. The person eventually stopped walking at a distance of ten steps away from Han Sen. She stood where she was and just looked at him.

Now Han Sen could tell that the person was actually a woman. She was clad in black armor and also a helmet. Her face would have been revealed, had it not been for the face mask she wore. The features of her face were covered, save for the beautiful golden eyes that gleamed from her mask. But it was evident how fit the woman was based on the curves that the armor revealed.

She was as tall as Han Sen, and so her longs were very attractive.

But Han Sen’s gaze wasn’t drawn to her eyes or her legs. He was actually looking at her left hand.

Her right hand was covered in a black gauntlet, revealing only the length of her fingers. Her left hand, however, was bare. The skin of her hands was pure white, her fingers were slender, and her delicate nails were like crystal gemstones.

But Han Sen was not merely admiring the prettiness of it. He looked there because of the power that swirled in her palm. It was a power he could not accurately describe.

With no shocking godlight or scary flames, the hand suddenly closed into an elegant fist and shot toward Han Sen. Han Sen’s eyes locked onto the fist that was headed his way.

And as the fist traveled to Han Sen, he quivered. He did not shudder in fear, though; his twitch was him activating all the power inside him.

Han Sen’s body gave that single shiver, and all of his power surged up, ready to be unleashed.