An Understated Dominance

After everyone was calmed down, Nestor glanced at the sky again and said coldly: “Little girl, I don’t believe that the poison in your hand can kill everyone here. If you really have this ability, even though Take action.”

“What? You don’t even care about the lives of your subordinates?” Abigail frowned slightly.

She has many types of poisons on her, but unfortunately they are not large in quantity.

Especially the corrosive poison that was just released. There are only three in hand. Even if you throw them all away, it is impossible to destroy all the enemies.

That’s why she made all kinds of threats to try to scare off the enemy.

But she didn’t expect that Nestor was so cruel and ruthless and didn’t care about the life and death of the people around him.

“The people present are all brave men who are not afraid of life and death. As long as they can complete their mission, I believe they are willing to sacrifice themselves.” Nestor said calmly.

“That’s right!”

Mark Montgomery shouted loudly: “Witch! I advise you not to meddle in other people’s business, and get out of here immediately, otherwise you will die today!”

“Huh! What a bunch of heartless people! Since you are seeking your own death, don’t blame me!”

pretty face turned cold, she stopped talking nonsense, and

capture the thief first, capture the king. As long as Nestor and Mark Montgomery are killed, I believe these soldiers will defeat

“Master Wei! Flash!”

complexion changed and she quickly retreated, fearing that she would be contaminated even a little

internal energy can protect him from all poisons,

all, he had seen everything that happened to the

falls on the body, the face will be disfigured at best, and the skin will peel off and the flesh will rot

“snort!”

did not dodge

again, then waved his huge palm and slapped three poisonous mist bombs

“Bang, bang, bang…”

fog bombs were like ping pong balls that were knocked away,

large amount of

armed soldiers were directly

and wails came

around, while those who were not poisoned retreated crazily, fearing that

battlefield was in

their fighting spirit

how well-trained they are, they are still

will be afraid, fearful, and have

the enemy head-on and spill their blood on the battlefield than be poisoned to

see how much you