John Jones
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Chapter 782: Wrong “GaahH! Aaah!!!!” the chieftain wallowed in misery as his screams rendered the nearby forest speechless. His entire body wiggled, but the evident struggle was met with naught as Lyon locked his arm with his foot. The free left hand tried to reach out for Lyon’s face, but Lyon’s other foot immediately kicked it away. “It is, the monster’s victory,” Galaeron shook his head. “This era perhaps belongs to the humans, at least, to him.” “Do you think that we have a…
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Chapter 781: Devour! Lyon furrowed his brows before using the slight momentum of weakening his blade to get out of the deadlock and made a few steps distance between him against the buffed orc. “Hahaha! Your mana, my anti-mana, your blade, my ax!” the orc laughed. “Lyon Torga, can’t you see the blood of warrior inside me is boiling?!” Lyon frowned. Even with three blessings activated, the orc could stand toe to toe with him, which was also against the latter’s greatest adversary,…
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Chapter 780: Rakumtatak The orc fell with a mighty thud under the surprise of the tribe. The chieftain was fueled with rush and adrenaline but still could not stop the incoming fist against his jaw. The chieftain’s remaining eye squinted in pain before it snapped open as a figure was blocking the view of the sun. The bundle of muscles immediately rolled over to the side and narrowly dodged the incoming stomp. Lyon didn’t even leer nor hear the orc’s ‘Tch!’ before an ax was coming his way. The…
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Chapter 779: I’ll Kill You… “Ngh!” the chieftain felt an immense pressure coming out from the figure, half of his size. His eyes twitched before he covered his brows with his hand. “What the hell are you,” he muttered before his pupils shrunk at the sight of three humongous beasts glaring at him. (True Dragon! Devil Ape! and…) the chieftain gulped at the sight of the last beast. (Impossible, heralded as the bearer of the apocalypse, Seven-Horned Calamity Goat!). (Three mythical beasts are…
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Chapter 778: Raw Skill Three generals, three instant kills. One had their head turned, one had their throat punctured and the last one had a hole in his chest. They were all breathless on the ground with blood pouring out of their respective wounds. The deaths were concise, the deaths were instant. The effortless kill immediately turned their morale upside down as even the mighty of them all was in disbelief looking at his fallen subordinate. They didn’t even land a swing, only words that reached the…
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Chapter 777: Shut Down The Heat of Battle! The world came to a halt for Legion and the orcs. The supremacy of gesture that Lyon showed was nothing that they had seen from their previous assault against Nostria. There was a thin mist surrounding Lyon’s vascular forearms. His gaze was riddled with death as he superseded everyone’s arrogance. This was the man that they had feared to come. The very man that had crossed swords with Legion a couple of times prior. The very man that was heralded as the…
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Chapter 776: The Leader’s Identity Connak and Agist slowly put down their bows with their adam’s apples jumping up and down simultaneously. Their keen eyes saw a blind lightning flash crashing down at the tower before rendering them a cloudy mess. With one blow, the ancient tower’s fate remained unknown. “Y-Your Majesty, what was that?” asked Agist as he looked at the edges of his forearm. His goosebumps rose to an alarming state. He could no longer hear the drumming of his heart against the…
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Chapter 775: Man With Crossed Arm Everyone’s adam’s apple moved up and down as their necks were laid bare with their gaze landed on the chariot hovering in the sky. Their cultivation levels were instantly benign in his presence as no blade shone brighter than the jewel embedded in the chariot. “He..’s back,” muttered one local. “Lyon Torga… is back..” “His… home…” “King Deo…” “King Deo!” “King Deo! King Deo!” Waves of cheers soon erupted and occupied the…
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Chapter 774: The Heralded King of Deo, Lyon Torga “Where were they?” asked Lyon toward Parriot. “They were seen in Nostria, but, when I got there, they had already gone,” Parriot shook his head. “Tch!” Lyon furrowed his brows. “Then we have no idea where to go.” “Well not really,” said Kesya as she courted his attention. “We might be able to trace them back using this severed forearm.” “What?” Lyon furrowed his brows. “But it’s useless, she is an anti-mana user, my…
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Chapter 773: No Survivor Lyon’s heart thumped. His pupils trembled. His fingers couldn’t stop fidgeting. Every breath that he took was colder than the previous ones. The piece of an arm in his hand was paler than his own before a flash stuttering image replaced his vision. She was standing right in front of him with hands on her waist. She was looking at him with a stern gaze before she turned and faced the tree that could be encircled by ten adults stretching their hands. She closed her eyes before…
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