He didn't waste any words, his figure flashed, and he disappeared from the spot.
From the time those dozen bloody figures launched the attack to Eros' counterattack, it seemed like a long time had passed, but in fact it was only two or three seconds.
Odysseus, who had just finished speaking, was shocked when he saw the little brat suddenly disappear. When he was about to look for the person, a figure appeared in front of him out of nowhere.
With the help of the power of the flashing mirror of the wronged souls, Eros came directly to Osideos from his original place.
There was no elaborate magic, just a simple punch.
The Flesh and Blood Path, which was already famous for its physical strength, was knocked away by this simple and unpretentious punch.
Osideos was hit in the abdomen by a punch, his body bent into a shrimp shape, and flew backwards at a high speed. During the process, his feet plowed a deep groove in the ground.
This also resulted in him being whipped several times while flying backwards because he had damaged public property.
With a bang, Ossidens' body hit the wall behind him, creating a big hole in the wall, and he fell into the yard behind the wall.
That was exactly the residence where Odysseus lived in the Golden City. Eros saw this and attacked him there.
Outside the hospital, Osides could not display his true strength.
Since I want to test my current strength, I naturally cannot fight outside the hospital.
Eros was not worried about losing, because it didn't matter if he lost, because Barbara and Cynthia were watching him all the time.
With their support, his life would not be in danger at all, so he only needed to show his strongest strength and have a fist-to-fist fight with Osides, and he didn't need to consider anything else.
In the yard, Osides stood up from the ground, threw his clothes aside, and then burned them with blood flames.
He had already figured out how the little brat opposite him suddenly appeared in front of him.
That was undoubtedly the mirror flash of the wronged soul.
The only things on my body that can be called a mirror are the shiny accessories on my clothes.
Odysseus looked at the little boy who walked in from the collapsed courtyard wall with murderous eyes. He was not seriously injured. It seemed more like he took the punch on purpose rather than that he could not dodge it.
He didn't want to get into a fight with the brat on the street, which would be disadvantageous to him, so he thought of using the power of that punch to return directly to his residence.
But he miscalculated a little bit. The force of that punch was much heavier than he thought, which was why he was in such a mess.
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