Churchill laughed loudly: "Okay, Brother Rhodes!"

Holding the hammer in one hand and the ax in the other, he shouted loudly.

"The power of the gods!"

Psionic energy wrapped around him like lightning, and the bluish-white glare enveloped his whole body, making him look bigger.

The guardian Night Breeze's eyes were shocked, and he exclaimed, "Good guy... Churchill has also become stronger, and his characteristic level is almost over nine..."

"Brother Rhodes!

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