Chapter 1190 To Suck-ups, Damage Control Is A Competitive Sport

The first person he saw was Zayn, and boy, was it unbelievable! Rumors and stories he had caught wind of simply confirmed Zayn Larson to be dead—he was pursued by a perfect class legendary nonpareil at Mount Septimus, who injured him gravely, before getting caught in a massive explosion! There had been search parties conducted around the mountain after the event, and the people involved were the ones who concluded Zayn as “deader than dead”, whatever that meant. However, only after a few days, the “dead man” was standing right before him— Without any critical injuries or long-term damage in sight! To make matters even more complicated, Jim could sense that Zayn had become even stronger now. Standing in front of him made Luke feel as though he was looking up a towering mountain. The feeling of being dwarfed was so overwhelming, Luke found his breathing stifled. As his thoughts roamed, the ground broke Jim’s fall with his right arm numbed. His contact with Zayn was no more than a tap