Life After Prison

Everything within a ten-mile radius seemed to tremble, and a myriad of web-like cracks unfurled in the void. From those fractured crevices erupted a slew of elements earth that revealed the dark emptiness within.

Favian’s expression was chillingly cold, and his murderous intent had reached its maximum. He had raced to Severin’s location upon learning of what happened, only to be met with the grim sight of Quinton’s demise.

The scene stirred an unprecedented fury within him, further intensifying his murderous resolve against Severin.

A paragon from the Gahrrs’ had been slain, and by Severin no less.

Favian’s heart felt a pang of agony, such that his gaze toward Severin was laced with a profound and ominous hostility.

“I’m ending your life today.” Favian’s roared through gritted teeth. He unleashed his level nine paragon aura and raised his hand.

Upon rising into the air, Favian struck down with his fist. In that instant, his spiritual energy surged forth like a galloping steed, producing a terrifying sonic boom as it sliced through mid-air.

The violent shockwave sent dust and gravel scattering like darts in all directions.

Before Severin could react, the explosive sonic boom had already resounded. The impending crisis spurred Severin into channeling a vast amount of spiritual energy from his energy center into the Darkgold Bell suspended above his head.

The palm-sized bell let out a deafening toll that suppressed the raging elements around it and reduced them to powder. The bell’s energy extended outward and swiftly formed a protective shield around Severin’s body.

Favian’s mile-long fist glow collided into the shield, producing a loud boom. As a level nine paragon, Favian’s strength far exceeded Severin’s, and a mere mediocre-quality spiritual treasure seemed to be much too insufficient to halt the attack.

A crisp cracking sound emanated from the bell, which clearly resembled the cracking of porcelain. Severin observed small tiny cracks forming on the bell-signaling its impending breakage.

His heart sank right away, and his expression turned solemn. Though he had reached level two paragon, he knew that he was no match for Favian.

As expected, the bell exploded, and the once formidable shield disintegrated into fragments of spiritual light. The resulting impact affected Severin’s primal spirit, leading him to cough up blood.

In an instant, Favian’s impending attack allowed Severin to sense the formidable power emanating from it. Breathing became a challenge, and he nearly felt suffocated. Cold sweat formed across Severin’s body as a profound sense of death gripped him.This material belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

With no time for contemplation, Severin distanced himself and activated Wildfire’s Sky-Soil Zenith. A huge mountain then suppressed time and space.

Favian’s indomitable fist glow was blocked by the Sky-Soil Zenith.

Severin’s expression then sank even more as he sensed the injury within him.