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!”

face turned cold, she stopped talking nonsense, and hit Nestor and his group with

thief first, capture the king. As long as Nestor and Mark

“Master Wei! Flash!”

mist bombs falling, Mark Montgomery’s complexion changed and she quickly retreated, fearing that she

the martial arts master’s internal energy can protect him from all poisons,

he had seen everything that happened to the soldiers just

cannot be blocked by the true energy, if it falls on the body, the face will be disfigured at best, and the

“snort!”

not

of his body again, then waved his huge palm and slapped

“Bang, bang, bang…”

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

a large amount of

were directly swallowed by

and wails came

poisoned ran around, while those who were not poisoned retreated crazily, fearing that they would be

the entire battlefield

many soldiers had lost their fighting spirit

how well-trained they are,

afraid, fearful, and have

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

much