Chapter 698

Sawyer laughed upon hearing Nash's words and said, "You seem surprisingly normal. I guess you got the antidote from Seth? Wait, that's impossible. Seth couldn't have developed a real antidote."

His eyes narrowed as he scrutinized Nash, puzzled. "Haven't you noticed any physical changes?"

Bang!

Nash slammed his hands onto the table, creating a loud noise, and glared at Sawyer with cold, sharp eyes. "Say something useful!" Sawyer, noticing Nash's bloodshot eyes, smirked. "You didn't get the antidote."

The veins on Nash's arms bulged, and his joints cracked as he clenched his fists in frustration.

Recognizing the tension, Sawyer decided to cooperate. "Pharaoh never shows his true face. Neither Seth nor I have seen it. Those who have probably aren't alive anymore. As for Seth and I turning against each other... that's not really accurate. It was all about our own interests. He wanted a piece of my pie, so I threatened him. When we couldn't come to an agreement, I ended up as a prisoner here."

He spoke nonchalantly.

"Threatened?" Nash stood up, his eyes icy, "What do you know?"

stall, smirking as he reached for a glass of water

his lips, Nash's eyes narrowed with suspicion.

"This prison is full of your people. The chances of me getting killed

he could finish, he felt his throat tighten, his eyes widening in shock as he stared at the glass. The

it?" Nash noticed

up a mouthful of

attempts on his life after being imprisoned and had checked everything meticulously, including

could it

"Get a doctor in here,

to cough up blood, collapsing into his chair. With his last bit of strength,

warden rushed in

it was too late. Sawyer

his fists, turning to the warden with fury. "Didn't you say

warden stammered, "I-I don't know... There shouldn't have been

roared, grabbing the warden by the collar. "This is supposed to be

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