CHAPTER 265

Jim appeared more dangerous than the demons that dwell in the darkest depths of hell. His gaze was quite menacing, and Fancy Fatty felt shivers all over his body.

Nevertheless, Fancy Fatty growled, “You think I’ll be afraid to fight you? I’m someone who’ll join the Beast Brotherhood one day! I can’t be losing my shit over a self-proclaimed hero!” He clenched his fist and threw a punch. “Dark Dominance!”

Jim blocked the punch, but his forearm began to rot at the point of contact. “Tsk,” he jumped back.

“What? Scared already?” Fancy Fatty snorted and leaped forth. “I haven’t even started getting serious yet. I may look like a useless eater, but I’m one of the strongest on the third floor, bitch.” He once again threw his punch, but this time, Jim blocked the punch with his vivre barrier, instead of directly contacting it.

His barrier also grew corrupted and was broken to bits. Fancy Fatty’s fist once again struck him, but his punch landed on Jim’s chest this time.

“Checkmate,” Fancy Fatt
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