A Healer’s Journey

Chapter 170 The Solo Battle

Golden Hades, notorious for his brutality and bloodshed, had built a fearsome reputation over the years.

For decades, bis reputation had been so terrifying that it sent shivers down one’s spine.

But in this moment, he felt that Finnegan was more deserving of the title of Hades than he was.

Finnegan’s reckless abandon and indifference towards self-harm in order to harm his enemy made Golden Hades’s heart race.

Despite his superior skills, Golden Hades found himself unable to handle Finnegan at the moment.

Instead, he was constantly evading his opponent’s attacks.

This feeling of being suppressed and attacked enraged Golden Hades. “You lunatic!”

Finnegan’s eyes gleamed with fierceness and brutality. “Stop the nonsense!”

Swinging his fists and coordinating with his legs, Finnegan moved like lightning, relentlessly pursuing Golden Hades. There was no defense, only attack.

Golden Hades saw numerous flaws and opportunities to deliver a fatal blow to Finnegan.

However, with Doom Star present, he could only adopt a defensive stance while seeking an opportunity to turn the tables.

“What is Dr. Larkin’s cultivation level exactly?”

Bradley nervously gulped. “I have a feeling that even Mr. Klausen might not be able to defeat him.”

Romona gritted her teeth. “Who the h*ll taught this b*stard?”

An elite from the Wahlstrom family, who was at the Enigma Realm, joined the conversation. “His level is not lower than the Terra Realm, but I can’t sense his cultivation level. Moreover, fighters cultivate and solidify their vital energy, but the energy he exudes doesn’t quite resemble vital energy. It seems even more profound than that!”.

He paused before looking at Doom Star. “I can’t sense his level of cultivation either. His aura feels quite similar to Mr. Larkin’s.”

Upon hearing this, Bradley, his daughter, and Romona fell into deep thought.

Generally, unless a fighter had the extra strength to suppress it, it was impossible to hide their aura.

It was like Golden Hades at the venue. If it weren’t for Doom Star angering him into revealing himself, one would have known that he had reached the Absolute Rank of the Terra Realm.

no

And now, both Finnegan and Doom Star were clearly giving it their all. How could the others possibly not sense the aura of their realms?

increasingly fierce and domineering, like a raging tsunami ready to engulf

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striking Golden Hades with cunning and ruthless

grew frustrated and angry. “D”mn

of fury, Golden Hades abandoned his defense and met

resounding boom, Finnegan staggered back four or five steps, his vitality surging

clearly demonstrating a power far superior to

deep knife wound by Doom

seemingly unfazed, Golden Hades abruptly turned around to seize Doom Star’s saber.

was hindered as Golden Hades

“Drop dead!”

opportunity to counterattack. Naturally,

away.

a punch landed

a crisp snap, one of

his b*dy was flung backward, crashing heavily onto the ground.

this happened in the blink of an eye, just as

subtly

and now only Finnegan remained. It was even more unlikely that he would be able to overpower Golden

pulled out a healing tablet and tossed it to Doom Star. “You should step back for now.”

Hades, panting heavily, took step by step toward Finnegan. “Brat, you should be proud. Even in death, you’re pushing me this far. You should be proud to die at my hands!”

Finnegan was the first to

no right to look down on me. A Grandmaster is not to

had always shown contempt towards him.

Hades just wanted to

was no longer just about avenging the Goldberg

numerous knife wounds on his front and back

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at the moment. He was merely gaining the upper

serious tone, Bradley asked, “Captain Quickwood, have any police

personnel were to arrive, it was uncertain whether Golden Hades could withstand their indiscriminate

take some time to mobilize people at short notice, at least fifteen

that, Bradley’s expression slightly darkened. “Fifteen minutes. Can Dr. Larkin hold on?”

who now only had the power to defend, Bradley lacked

Tree, aren’t we going

and a small vest with a stunning figure and shoulder-length hair was watching

her was Logan Tree, who had visited Jadeborough a few