Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver novel Chapter 665

Even a blow like that had not taken Wilbur down. The three of them were doomed.

Leonard widened his eyes, his mind going blank.

He could hardly believe that the young man he met by chance in Seechertown turned out to be so powerful and terrifying.

To think that Leonard had even looked down on this man, thinking he was young and foolish.

On top of that, Wilbur had pretty much only gotten into this battle because of Leonard. He could not help but flinch in regret and guilt at the thought.

Catelyn's eyes were practically shining as she watched Wilbur, on the verge of tears.

The next second, however, a thought came to Leonard, and the colors drained from his face.

That weapon Wilbur was holding belonged to the Divine General Trevor Penn. If that was the case, why did he look… different?

Leonard and the two ladies next to him did not know what to think.

They had witnessed the battle between Trevor Penn and Sullivan Cromwell, and Trevor's thunder cleaver had been impossible to forget.

This did, however, answer some of the questions Leonard had. It was perfectly understandable that Wilbur was so powerful if he was the Divine General.

But why had he come to Eldor City with Leonard?

All at once, Leonard was filled with shock, fear, and confusion as he froze in place.

Just then, Wilbur put away his thunder cleaver before making his way up to Bruce, throwing a fist against his body.

With a loud collision, Bruce's gigantic body shattered from the impact, turning into tiny crystal flecks that drifted in the air. A double-story shop lot behind him came crumbling down from the remaining force of the blow. Meanwhile, the crystal bone on his body landed in Wilbur's palm.

Wilbur was able to sense the powerful energy in the Crystal Bone and let out a satisfied smile.

No one knew exactly what this planet had gone through in the billions of years since it had come to be, or what human beings had experienced in detail.

Wilbur fell silent, contemplating the vastness of the galaxy and how small he was in the context of time and space.

At some point, the people upstairs made their way out of the building. They stood behind Wilbur silently, not daring to interrupt him in the slightest.

All they did was stare at his back, taking in the sight of him as if he were a god.

Even Amon and the rest did not dare to leave, standing behind Wilbur with their heads bowed, awaiting judgment.

There was no point in running, not in the face of someone so terrifying.

Wilbur seemed to reach some form of understanding amidst his contemplations, and he felt as if he was descending into another realm.

A bright sound rang in his brain as a mysterious rune appeared on the tree of his burning soul flames, swaying softly as it hung on a branch.