Ever since the virus, David, had healed Wilbur, he had widened his prospects of the world greatly. If the virus could heal Wilbur within a minute, there would be even more powerful healing spells around the world. The dragon aura had grown past what Wilbur's body could handle in the past because he could not control it, and that was why he had never thought of using it to heal his body. Now that he had the bronze cauldrons, Wilbur learned more about the dragon aura. He stopped channeling after an hour, and it was not long before the dragon aura in his body returned to normal. At the same time, the dragon aura flowing outside of his body was quickly absorbed by the four bronze cauldrons. The cauldrons landed on the ground slowly as Wilbur stretched his healed joints. An idea came to him then, and he channeled his thunder cleaver. Wilbur could feel the significantly shorter amount of time it took to channel the thunder cleaver this time, and the lightning powers in it were also muc

The truth was that Wilbur also suspected the Black Panthers and their elite leader had some mysterious connection with the bronze cauldrons. Wilbur had just bought a cauldron from Jiro, and the Black Panthers had made a reappearance, killing Jiro before flying to Migorn to look for Wilbur. Despite the fact that the Black Panthers might not really want to work with Wilbur, he knew that they must have some information on the cauldrons. In fact, Wilbur had even been looking forward to the Black Panthers' visit so that he would be able to get a lead on where the remaining three cauldrons were. Wilbur arrived at Billy's manor half an hour later, where he was standing at the entrance waiting for him before welcoming him into the manor. Sitting in the living room was Perry Woller, a member of the Black Panthers. Wilbur had met the guy before and sat down himself before taking a sip of tea. "What's up, Perry?" Perry nodded at Wilbur. "Wilbur, I'd like to inform you on behalf of the Bla

Wilbur restored his body after channeling his dragon aura to rest. "I guess I still went too hard this time." The effects of the dragon aura surging through his body were terrifying, and Wilbur could only endure half the pressure of the energy surge. Nonetheless, he had filled his body with it at the manor. Despite the fact that Wilbur had taken his opponents down with just one move, using the dragon aura took a huge toll on Wilbur after it returned to his body. Had Wilbur not channeled it into the cauldrons in time, he would not have been able to keep it under control. Wilbur committed this limit of his abilities to memory. At the same time, Wilbur also realized that the explosive elements of the dragon aura would weaken slowly after being absorbed by the bronze cauldrons, eventually returning to a stable condition. This was something he had not noticed before, which only made Wilbur all the more confused about the cauldrons. That wise senior Fremont Skye had created such spec

"What's the big deal? It's just a job, isn't it? You could always get another one. Why put your life at risk over something like this?" Ellen wrenched herself out of Wilbur's grasp. "I didn't just lose my job. I've lost my whole life along with it. Nothing about me belongs to me, and I've tried so, so hard." "I think I can help you out there. I'll look for a job with you, and I'll help you with your family. I'll get those who bullied you to apologize to you and give you a normal life." "What did you say? You're going to make the people who bullied me apologize to me? Hahaha! Can you even do that?" Ellen snorted. She had never been able to escape her father, and she did not think it was something she would ever be able to do. Yet Wilbur's words gave Ellen a spark of hope. If everything had lost its meaning, the best thing she could hope for was the people who had hurt her before to be punished. "I can do that. But you need to promise me that you're going to live a long and won

Howie rolled around in pain, glowering at Wilbur. "Just you f*cking wait, you bastard!" He got up after that, stumbling out of the door. "It seems like your father isn't the biggest fan of talking to me." Wilbur turned to Ellen, who had stepped out of her room and was staring at him in shock. She could hardly believe that Wilbur had defeated her own father so easily. Howie had been Ellen's worst nightmare ever since she was a child, but Wilbur had taken him down just like that. Ellen felt like she was in a dream, standing frozen in a daze not knowing what to say. "Get some rest. I'll make dinner." Wilbur grabbed the bag of food they had bought and went into the kitchen. Ellen eventually snapped out of her stupor, rubbing her cheeks in disbelief. She went back into her room, staring at herself in the mirror as tears streamed down her face. The dining table was laden with dishes not long after, making Ellen's heart warm once more. Just then, Ellen's mother Lisa asked, "Yo