Zagoro stared at the youth before him, shock overflowing from his expression.
Although he had never truly witnessed how powerful emperors and kings of the Mythical Era were, even as an enemy, the ancient ancestors of his clan held immense admiration for those emperors and kings of this universe, especially the Supreme Emperor who pioneered the Immortal Golden Body lineage, who was supremely dreaded by the Alien Race.
During the destructive great war of the Mythical Era, an unknown number of top fighters from the Alien Race fell at the hands of the Supreme Emperor, with emperors and kings suffering and bleeding...
He had never expected that the youth before him was the inheritor of that Supreme Emperor. If allowed to grow, he would become another Supreme Emperor, an absolute disaster for the Alien Race.
He could not let him continue to grow.
A cold murderous intent flashed through Zagoro's eyes.
"Want to kill me? Too bad you don't have that chance anymore."
Boom—
