The Almighty Dragon General

Quiomars’ attacks were too fast.

Moreover, Lord Samsong had endured constant torture in the formation, throwing him off mentally. As a result, he could not detect Quiomars. Thus, he had no idea who or what was sneaking up on him.

After sustaining such a grievous injury, he could feel his life force slowly seeping away. He used whatever strength he had to stay awake, but it took a massive toll on him. For now, he could still hang on. However, despite being a Ninth Stage Lord, he would eventually die in the formation if he could not escape his predicamenr.

After Quiomars struck, the lingering souls in the formation emerged. They turned into black mist and surrounded Lord Samsong. Their sinister power began to corrode Lord Samsong’s body and soul. Already critically injured, Lord Samsong could not continue to endure even more damage.

He sensed his soul slowly fading away.

Lord Samsong cursed. “Damn it!!!’’

the lingering souls. Just this one move consumed a lot of his strength. He sprawled out on the ground and panted heavily. He had to leave as soon as possible, or else

cracked formation still

was still powerful, and capable of preventing

a Ninth Stage Lord, he

torment did not end.

watching everything from afar. He saw that Lord Samsong was at his limit. Even if Quiomars retreated, Lord Samsong would die from the attacks of the lingering souls. Right then, he teleported

looking for an opening to attack. After ensuring Lord Samsong’s weariness, they gathered their strength to

they had been

Swoosh!!!

sharp blade and rushed viciously at the exhausted Lord Samsong. Lord Samsong sensed the danger and wanted to defend himself. However, he did not have much strength left to fight back. He closed his eyes in despair, knowing his end had come. He regretted his decision

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