Life After Prison

Chapter 1865

Chapter 1865

The Rose–Petal Rain displayed its true powers as the petals shattered dozens of Thorold’s spears. The petals then continued their course toward Thorold. Following the sparks that were produced from the explosions. Thorold’s pupils contracted as he felt an impending sense of doom. As a level nine royal saint, he was accustomed to effortlessly dispatching same–level practitioners, and even level one supreme saints posed little difficulty to him. Unfortunately, Severin was brimming with a menacing aura

that he had never encountered before.

The approaching storm of delicate petals left Thorold with no time to formulate a contingency plan. He

could only raise his hand and command the thunderbolts around him to surge wildly. The air around him.

was whipped up a storm, and the thunderbolt vortex erupted with a formidable power. A deafening.

muffled sound of thunder was heard, and serpent–like electric currents swiftly enveloped Thorold’s body.

an armor out of the lightning.

sward energy

the entire arena. Still encased in the electric armor,

paled as he gazed incredulously at Severin.

technique had penetrated a technique deemed impenetrable by most

Thorold managed to protect himself with armor, the impact on his chest felt like

several mountains. He would have been dead if he failed

time.

injured him, and blood flowed out from

mumbled to himself in shock. It

survive that technique.

with normal level nine royal saints, the Rose- Petal Rain was not required, and he could just use the True–Sun

of his sword, but not to the extent that it necessitated

and there were traces of blood seeping from his mouth. Dread and horror soon began to overwhelm him, and he questioned, “What kind of technique is

leaving only an afterimage at the place he had stood earlier. His sword energy covered the sky as he attacked Thorold relentlessly. In response,

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