Chapter 1010 by Marina Vittori
An Understated Dominance
âDonât you dare! Whoever attacks them will die!â Azalea immediately rushed in front of Abigail. With two swords in her hands, she exuded a strong murderous intent.
âRonald is lying to you! My father wasnât led astray! He didnât do anything evil!â Abigail continued to explain upon seeing the martial artists closing in on them.
âMy dad has risked his life to save you. You wouldnât have survived if he hadnât absorbed all the black fog into his body.
âEven if you arenât grateful for that, you shouldnât turn on the person who helped you. Wake up! Ronald is the biggest villain!â she cried, trying hard to prove their innocence.
However, whatever she said didnât seem to affect the martial artists in any way.
âDonât you understand, Abigail? They only care about their own benefit. The truth doesnât matter to them at all! Theyâre just a bunch of hypocrites! Quick, leave with Sir Robinson first! Iâll cover for you!â Azalea said, charging forward with her two blades.
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She was far from being virtuous, but she wasnât ungrateful.
âYouâre courting death!â Theodore snorted and thrust his palm in her direction.
Azalea was sent flying several feet away. She was no match for him at all.
Right then, Michael let out a faint sigh as he slowly stood up. At the same time, a wave of vitality was gradually surging within his body. The color was slowly returning to his face.
Soon, a fierce energy rose inside himâhe was burning his life essence!
âDad?â Abigail was stunned, wondering how her father became energetic all of a sudden.
He was literally in the jaws of death earlier.
âWhatâs going on? Wasnât Michael seriously injured? How can he still stand up?â
âDamn! Do we still attack?â
The crowd was terrified. They stopped approaching at once and exchanged glances with one
another. They didnât expect Michael to still have the strength to fight.
âWhat are you afraid of? Michael is already on his last legs. He wonât be able to hold on for long.
Come on!â
âExactly! Letâs kill him to prevent future troubles!â
Although that was what they said, none of them had the guts to step forward. After all, they were
well aware of how powerful Michael was.
He could easily take their lives with a simple move.
âSir Crane, are you really not showing us any mercy?â Michael frowned.
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âYouâve been led astray and will bring harm to others in the future. Itâs impossible for you to leave this place alive today!â Theodore said.
âThatâs right! Itâs our duty to get rid of evil!â Graham added.
âSir Robinson, donât fall any deeper into the path of darkness.â Orson lowered his head slightly.
âYou can kill me, but my daughter is innocent. I hope that you can let her go,â Michael pleaded.
âHmph! Whether or not she is innocent, you donât have a say on that!â Theodore remarked harshly.
âIf thatâs the case, Iâll have no choice but to fight you with all my might.â Michaelâs gaze was resolute
âWith all your might? What makes you think you can fight us when youâre already at deathâs door? âTheodore sneered.
âI can still move, and Iâm sure itâs enough to end your lives!â As Michael spoke, he suddenly took a deep breath.
The next second, a terrifying energy began to present itself in the atmosphere. A gust of fierce wind swept through the area, scattering the sand and stones.
The martial artists trembled all over as if they were struck by lightning. They struggled to breathe, feeling like a mountain was pressing down on them.