Whether they had been directly involved with Michael or not, both the Third Prince and Master Veyl were naturally aware of the name Mic Nor.

For the Third Prince, it was simple. Mic Nor had originally just been someone he found interesting enough to toy with for entertainment. A mere genius from a small kingdom. Someone he could casually pressure to pass time while expanding his influence within the Lionheart Kingdom.

As for Master Veyl, although he never directly interfered with the prince’s affairs, he still kept track of the young man’s actions from the shadows. Naturally, he was also aware of Mic Nor’s existence.

The moment the name left Michael’s mouth, Michael’s appearance suddenly no longer seemed quite as absurd anymore. But Master Veyl still could not fully believe the youth before him was truly the real Mic Nor.

However, whether this was truly Mic Nor or some hidden old monster connected to him no longer mattered much anymore. One thing was obvious. This person was absolutely not friendly.

The instant that thought crossed his mind, Master Veyl moved without hesitation.

BOOM!

Space around the old man distorted violently as he instantly grabbed the Third Prince by the shoulder. "Let’s go!"

The forest exploded apart beneath his feet as Master Veyl forcefully dragged the prince into the void.

Meanwhile, standing upon the tree branch, Michael merely watched the scene calmly. Not even surprise appeared on his face.

Beside him, Wisdom slowly tilted its head while its pure white eyes glowed faintly.

Then space folded.

Master Veyl appeared hundreds of meters away high in the air. However, the instant he emerged into another location, Master Veyl’s expression changed drastically.

A figure was already waiting there.

Master Veyl’s pupils contracted violently. Before the old man could even fully react, a fist smashed directly toward him.

BOOOOOOM!!!

The surrounding air exploded instantly. Master Veyl barely managed to raise his arm defensively before the attack landed.

CRACK!

A horrifying sound echoed out. The old man’s eyes widened violently as an overwhelming force exploded through his body. It felt less like being struck by a fist and more like being rammed head-on by a mountain.

"PUAGH...!"

Blood immediately burst from Master Veyl’s mouth as his entire body shot backward at terrifying speed.

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Master Veyl smashed through layers of air pressure before crashing violently back toward the exact forest location he had escaped from moments earlier. The ground exploded apart the moment his body slammed into it.

The Third Prince screamed. Even through Master Veyl’s focused protection, the remaining shockwaves from that punch had almost affected him directly. His internal organs churned violently while blood leaked faintly from the corner of his mouth.

Master Veyl himself looked horrified. His arms trembled violently while blood continued dripping from his lips nonstop.

Just one punch. Only one punch had already injured him this badly.

At this point, the old man did not doubt that this person truly possessed the power to kill both of them.

Unknown to him, Michael had actually held back already. Otherwise, that punch alone would have completely blown apart his upper body.

However, Master Veyl obviously did not know this. Instead, after sensing the terrifying killing force behind the attack, the old man instantly reached his own conclusion. This person was here to silence them completely, especially since that punch had not shown the slightest care toward the Third Prince’s safety.

Master Veyl’s expression became uglier than ever before. If not for his protection, the prince might have died from the aftershock alone. To Master Veyl, this only further confirmed his suspicions. This Mic Nor, or whatever monster stood behind him, had absolutely no intention of leaving survivors.

Unfortunately for him, he was mistaken once again.

Michael had actually been paying attention to the Third Prince the entire time. Although the punch itself had not discriminated between targets, Michael had already controlled the force precisely beforehand. Even if the prince’s body exploded apart from the impact, his head would still remain intact.

Despite his injuries, Master Veyl still erupted with terrifying strength. The old man forcefully suppressed the blood surging through his chest while spatial fluctuations exploded around him once more. Without the slightest hesitation, Master Veyl grabbed the Third Prince again and forcibly tore open space to escape.

The Third Prince’s vision blurred violently.

However, the moment they emerged from the void again, a calm figure was already standing there waiting for them.

Michael.

Master Veyl’s heart nearly stopped. How?!

Before the old man could even process what was happening, Michael had already moved again.

Another punch.

BOOOOOOM!!!

This time the impact was even more terrifying. Master Veyl desperately roared as layers of protection erupted around his body. Yet the moment Michael’s fist landed, CRACK! CRACK! CRACK!, every defensive layer shattered instantly like glass.

"PUAAAGHHH...!"

Blood sprayed wildly from Master Veyl’s mouth as his chest visibly caved inward. The force behind the punch directly sent him flying backward once more toward the exact same forest they had escaped from seconds earlier.

BOOOOOOM!!!

The earth exploded apart. Countless trees shattered while the ground collapsed into a massive crater.

This time, Master Veyl did not stand back up immediately. The old man lay buried within the shattered earth while blood continuously poured from his mouth. His arms had twisted unnaturally. Several bones throughout his body had completely shattered. That final punch had directly crippled him.

Beside him, the Third Prince rolled weakly across the ground before crashing heavily into broken dirt and shattered roots. Blood leaked faintly from the prince’s lips while terror completely overtook his face. His body trembled uncontrollably as he stared upward.

Michael slowly descended from the sky afterward.

The prince’s breathing became ragged. "W-Wait..." His voice trembled badly. "We can talk about this..."

Michael continued walking forward without replying.

The Third Prince’s face turned pale. "I-I can compensate you!" he shouted hurriedly. "Resources! Women! Whatever you want, the empire can provide it!"

Still no response.

At this point, panic finally exploded inside the prince’s heart. "DON’T COME CLOSER!"

Seeing Michael continue approaching silently, something inside the prince finally snapped.

"FUCK YOU!"

His expression twisted viciously as he suddenly crushed an unassuming black pendant.