Life After Prison

Chapter 1713

The resounding impact echoed through the air as the man’s entire body became embedded in the stone

wall. Blood trickled from the comer of his mouth and his face was drained of all color. His muscles and

veins had torn, and there were no longer any lingering doubts about his death. Meanwhile, the fearful

expression that he had just before his death persisted on his face.

The unexpected outcome of a level one saint being killed with such ease left the remaining three men

paralyzed with dread. One of them stammered, “W–w–what level of attainment d–do you h–h–h–have?”

Gilda unleashed her spiritual energy without warning, causing an overwhelming sensation of oppression. that forced the trio to their knees. They were unable to entertain any thoughts of escape, and their

foreheads were soon drenched in cold sweat.

attainment, you ask? A royal saint!‘

a royal saint off?”

a royal saint!” another mumbled,

‘Please spare us! We

them begging. “Spare you? Would you have spared us

weaker than you?”

hand, she sent forth a couple of spiritual

the throats of all three men, ending their lives with little effort. Severin then flew over to

his spatial ring. He

rings.

rings to inspect them, he discovered that they contained

there was only a paltry number of third- and fourth–grade

herbs.

shook his head and muttered, “Man, these guys are

lightly and explained, “They’re not that poor. You’re just so strong

so you can’t expect them to have much