Duran was utterly bewildered by the unfolding events! Charlie didn’t make any effort to defend himself during the attack, yet Duran found himself unable tond a blow.


    It felt as if an unseen force was protecting Charlie from his strikes—what was this mysterious power?


    Despite his extensive martial arts training, Duran had never encountered true magical energy. He had no idea that there existed a power capable of being transmitted without physical contact, known as Reiki!


    Jack Yaleman served as a prime example of this. As a master of the metaphysical, he was well-versed in voodoo power and could even manipte the corpse worm, yet he remained unaware of other magical forces that could summon thunder from the heavens.


    Thus, it was never sheer strength that truly defeated someone; it was ignorance and arrogance!<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    In his hubris, Duran believed he had discovered Charlie’s vulnerability, convinced that he could eliminate Charlie with a single strike!


    Now, he was about to face the consequences of his overconfidence!


    With a cold smile, Charlie lifted his foot and crushed Duran’s left arm beneath it.


    With just a slight push from his toes, Duran’s arm was shattered at the elbow, held together only by the fabric of his shirt.


    He screamed in excruciating pain and stumbled backward, his shirt tearing as he tried to flee!


    As he nced back at Charlie, he was horrified to see his own forearm and hand trapped under Charlie’s foot!<fnd485> Updates are released by find[?]ovel</fnd485>


    Charlie looked down at him, grinning. “Duran Flores, do you see? I warned you—you’re nothing but amon scoundrel who only brings destruction!”


    Duran trembled in sheer terror, his legs instinctively pushing him away from Charlie. Yet deep down, he understood that escape was impossible in his current state.


    Where could he possibly go? He couldn’t run, drive, or even fly away.


    Perhaps he could create a distraction by urging his brothers to confront Charlie and buy himself some time!


    Clearing his throat, he shouted, “Brothers! Today is a fight for our lives! If we don’t band together to take down that bastard, this will be ourst day! I need all of you to fight with everything you’ve got!”


    The seven of them red at Duran, their expressions filled with murderous intent!


    They understood the gravity of the situation, rising from the ground to charge at Charlie.


    Meanwhile, Duran kept retreating, preparing to make his escape!


    Just as Charlie had dispatched one opponent, he noticed Duran attempting to flee. Without hesitation, he seized the nearest person in front of him and hurled them toward Duran!


    The individual thrown was Duran’s third brother from The Eight Heavenly Kings!


    This brother had honed his Iron Head technique for years, his bald head as solid as steel!


    In an instant, he soared through the air like a missile, his head aimed directly at Duran’s waist, crashing into him with tremendous force!


    The sound of cracking bones echoed as Duran’s spine shattered upon impact with his brother’s iron-like head!


    As Duran copsed to the ground, he felt aplete loss of sensation from his waist down. Struggling to roll over with what remained of his left arm, he growled furiously at his third brother, whoy dazed beside him, “How dare you attack me from behind!”


    The third brother quickly protested, “No, Duran! I didn’t do anything! It was that kid who threw me at you!”


    Then, regaining his rity, he scolded angrily, “Wait a minute! Didn’t you tell us to fight with all our might? Why are you trying to escape now?!”