Chapter 775

In Kern's mind, a shadowy memory was triggered by that devastating punch. It was a recollection of a force he could neither resist nor escape—an overwhelming inevitability. He stopped retreating, realizing there was no avoiding the blow. Clenching his teeth, Kern summoned every ounce of strength to block the attack. The impact reverberated through the air, a deafening roar that shook the ground. Kern raised both arms to defend, but the sheer force was too much. His knees buckled instantly, unable to bear the weight of the blow. The ground beneath him fractured, spiderweb cracks radiating outward. His body was hurled through the air like a rag doll, spinning uncontrollably before slamming onto the earth. Dust and debris filled the air, obscuring vision. The sheer magnitude of the strike left the ground trembling, a testament to its destructive power. Before Kern could recover, Andrew seized the moment. With a fierce kick, he sent Kern flying again before he bolted after him, moving