The First Heir

Philip’s expression was tense as he stared fixedly at Cleo and barked. “You’re challenging my limits!”

Cleo chuckled and said, “Young Patriarch Clarke, you have too many limits. These are the choices right in front of you now. I’ll only give you 30 seconds to think about it. Kill Fennel or I’ll destroy this chip!”

With that said, the smile on Cleo’s face was completely replaced by malevolence. This woman was exactly the same as described by Steven, scheming and ruthless!

Philip stood on the spot and felt the world spinning around him. His mind was full of the two choices mentioned by Cleo. He could still hear Fennel’s battle cries behind him.

Rumble!

Scarlet airwaves surged. Fennel was currently fighting with the warriors of the Lovelace family who had been enhanced with the special drugs researched by the institute. This group of warriors was no ordinary people. They were totally like killing machines, very powerful. They were at least on par with the disciples at the peak of the fourth or fifth zones.

The Lovelace family’s research on the human body had actually reached such an amazing level.

Simply terrifying!

gushed with scarlet airwaves and killed the last gene-enhanced warrior of the

Swish!

the opposite side. He raised the halberd in his hand, pointed at the other party, and roared. “Cleo

Philip behind him, “You go first and I’ll hold them back. Someone will pick you up

in front of him as

the opposite side, Cleo smiled sinisterly and asked, “Young Patriarch Clarke,

said, Cleo

“Ten!”

“Nine!”

He had to decide. Philip was on the brink of collapse. He

“Five!”

“Four!”

counting down, Fennel had started fighting