Apocalypse After

The Buddhist Palm

Meanwhile, at the residence of the Chivelm Family.

In the living room, Alvonso sat on the sofa with a serious expression on his face. Not far from there, there were some middle-aged men standing up and protesting to him with angry expressions on their faces. It seemed that those people had experienced an uneasy day, and did not feel satisfied if their grievances were indelible.

“Shut!” alvonso said with a cold expression on his face.

The middle-aged man really did not expect that there was an incident that made the situation of Shelter 1 even more messy. Either the three groups are allied, the appearance of the Grey Triangle Pavilion, and other events. What makes him angry is ...

These fools provoked the wary free hunters instead, and now they were getting more and more united. It's harder to face!

Alvonso then stared at the silent people. Only daring to stare at him without any more protesting or shouting. The middle-aged man then spoke back.

“Then what do you want?” ask Alvonso.

“We ask you to uphold justice, Sir! Those people, those mudbloods were too brave to kill the sole heir of the Croctus Family! They must be finished!” shouted one of the old men from the Crotus Family.

“Not everyone can be killed at will.” Alvonso shook his head.

“Then kill that guy named V! He killed my son! I want him dead!” yelled the old man.

“Identity V is now unusual. The free hunters, especially from the three big groups will not let us scratch, let alone kill him,” Alvonso said with a flat expression.

“Then what should I do? This complaint should not be allowed!” said the old man with an angry and desperate expression.

‘Isn't that your son's carelessness? Didn't you educate him so well that the man became an arrogant man with no brain?

A vendetta? No kidding. Your family will be torn apart by those hungry wolves. Even I am troubled to face them. So, if anyone is to blame .. blame yourself for having a brain but not being able to use it. Hmh! Just disgust me for having a brain-dead subordinate like you.’

Alvonso complained in his heart. But he didn't say it directly. Although the people in front of him are annoying, the number of families is still quite a lot and they all have supporting roles so that he can sit in place of ‘Raja’ before. So, even if it was disgusting and annoying, the middle-aged man was still trying to contain himself.

“Just relax, Mr. Croctus. Although it cannot be realized immediately, but it is not too late for revenge. Once the situation gets better, I will definitely help you take revenge. So, for now I'm asking for help from all of you.

First, help me secure the position immediately. Moreover, in this time, you should not make a mess around the Grey Triangle Pavilion area. Also, remind the children in your family not to mess around there if you don't want them to get killed accidentally!” alvonso said with a friendly smile on his face.

Hearing Alvonso's words, some people were dissatisfied. They wanted Alvonso to make a move immediately, but from his response, it was impossible to make the middle-aged man move now. So everyone could only nod and answer firmly.

“Good, Master!” answer them in unison.

Upon hearing the answer, Alvonso's expression loosened. It seemed to feel a little relieved after making that unruly subordinate calm down.

Now ... he needs to think of another way in order to get rid of his competitors.

***

The next morning, deep in the woods outside Shelter 1.

“Thank you for considering our selfishness, Mr V!”

Meanwhile, Alexander looked at the thirteen people in front of him blankly. After those people acted tenaciously to follow him, there was no other reason for him to refuse. So, the man decided to use the word ‘ujian’ to assess their fighting abilities.

“I didn't say I'd accept you guys directly. It seems you guys are confident enough to beat me.” Alexander massaged his neck with a lazy face behind his mask.

“Of course you are strong, Mr. V. But we also have confidence about our strength, especially in cooperation.” Percy said with a serious expression on his face.

“Oh?” Alexander tilted his head.

“Before we fight, someone wants to say a few words, Mr. V.”

“Please,” reply Alexander flat.

“We made the name Crimson Hornet because we wanted to be like bees. When the herd is disturbed, they will attack together. Fight the enemy for his comrades. But ... do you know how people call us?

In Shelter 1, rather than Crimson Hornet .. we are often referred to as Bloody Wolfs.”

“Wolves?” Alexander tilted his head in the other direction. As if realizing something, his eyes opened wide and the corners of his lips rose. “Decide mutual fate, rather stupid way but ... it's really interesting.”

After saying that, Alexander took off his various equipment as well as his robe. He then appeared to be wearing only short-sleeved shirts, trousers, boots, and gloves. Of course, still wearing a distinctive mask.

“Because you want to fight seriously. Then I won't play carelessly. You may have guessed, and right .. I am the owner of the power of telekinesis. The rumor seemed random, but it wasn't entirely wrong.

Besides of. I have also trained in new abilities that I have developed myself. So don't disappoint me!”

In family teachings, most telekinesis energies are usually combined with sword techniques or flying knives. The most powerful one was Phoenix Dance, but there was also an extremely difficult flying blade technique ... The 108 Strings of Pain. Those techniques were skills of extreme use of weapons to perform destructive or killer movements.

This inspired Alexander. If there is a technique to use weapons, why the use of empty-handed fighting techniques + telekinesis is rarely used. There is a direct telekinesis skill to move objects, there is also a combination with weapons, but rarely who fights using telekinesis to strengthen his own body.

It seems a bit silly and troublesome, but it is still doable and quite useful in battle. In addition, Alexander also made his own skills. He trained him for a very long time, but only after rising to level 3 did his training become more serious. However it was still a side exercise as he had to master the core skills and master his root miracle, as it was more important.

A thin layer of energy enveloped his entire body. But the most striking thing was the energy in both of his hands. It felt from the fingertips to the wrists coated in a thick energy enveloping, but the focal point was at the palm of the hand.

At first, the Crimson Hornet thought that Alexander was underestimating them. But when he felt the terrible pressure from the man, everyone realized that their opponent seemed to be very serious. It even made them feel the shadow of death whispering around them.

At that moment, everyone's expression changed. Their eyes all changed, their hair growing elongated, fangs appearing at the corners of their mouths. The bodies of those people became slightly taller and more muscular. What's amazing is .. their changes are all pretty much the same, obviously because those people are absorbing the same root miracle.

Seeing such a scene, Alexander grinned. Faced with people who looked like they were possessed by demons, he instantly recalled the source of inspiration from the old story told by his grandfather. The story of a figure adored by many when the world was still at peace.

He didn't know if it was a legend, a myth, a fairy tale, or just a belief. But from the story, he was inspired to create his own technique.

Techniques to suppress monsters and demons ...

Buddhist Palm!

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