Barrett clenched his fist tightly, his knuckles cracking: "Roger wasn't..."

"But the fact is, he lost!" Gern's voice suddenly rose, his eyes sharp as knives.

"I captured him all by myself! If he really is that so-called 'strongman'..."

Whether it's despicable or cunning, they won't give me any chance to take advantage!

Because these techniques are useless against absolute power.

Barrett gritted his teeth, his eyes blazing with anger, but he couldn't refute her.

Because Roger's decision from the very beginning was to commit suicide!

“And…” Gern stared at Barrett, a wildly arrogant smile slowly spreading across his lips.

"I'm sure……"

"I have the right to make you follow me for the rest of your life because you can't beat me!"

Barrett's breathing became heavy, and a faint, domineering blue lightning crackled around his body.

But this time, he didn't roar or argue; he just stared intently at Gern, as if trying to see right through him.

Gern extended his hand, palm up, his gaze piercing.

"What Roger didn't teach you, perhaps..."

"Let me take you to see what this so-called..."

"The view from the top of the world!"

Amidst the howling sea breeze and the smoke-filled battlefield, Gern's voice boomed like thunder.

"The devil that belongs to my 'natural disasters'..."

"Douglas Barrett!!"

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