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.

armor

echoed as Severin’s sward energy collided with the

the entire arena. Still encased in the electric

had paled as he gazed

impenetrable by most ordinary

himself with armor,

of several mountains. He would have been dead

time.

and blood flowed out from his

to himself in shock. It came as a surprise to him that Thorold could

survive that technique.

card, after all. Faced with normal level nine royal saints, the Rose- Petal Rain was not required, and he could just use the True–Sun Fist to end

from his spot. Slightly stronger opponents might require a couple more slashes of his sword, but not to the extent that it necessitated the Rose–Petal Rain. Astonished by Thorold’s ability to survive, Severin

traces of blood seeping from his mouth. Dread and horror soon began

stood earlier. His sword energy covered the sky as he attacked Thorold relentlessly. In response, Thorold raised his hands and

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