C1110 The Killing of the True Immortal.

After silently reciting these words in his mind, Robert's fist fiercely landed on the abdomen of Illithor.

*Rumble! Rumble! Rumble! Rumble!*

A thunderous roar that sounded like the fury of a god of thunder erupted from the intersection of the fist and the abdomen.

Illithor's abdomen was heavily dented, and his belly was about to touch his back