Chapter 867

What a weak god

The red–robed messenger lay on the ground, barely breathing When he heard this, his expression became uglier than

ever.

He had gotten Josef to bring him the most potent drug from his lab. After consuming the drug, the messenger managed to expend his powers to their fullest potential.

Before this, the messenger did not know his cultivation could be so powerful. After consuming the drug, he ascended to the God Realm immediately.

Instantly, he had the world at his feet and was unlimited in his power. He quickly became intoxicated by this feeling.

He even suspected that he could collapse skyscrapers with a simple wave of his hand.

When he stood high up in a building and gazed down at the world, he truly believed that he was a god amongst men. Watching people go about their day seemed to him like observing the movement of ants.

When he murdered the ants in the building, he did not feel a single shred of emotion.

He was addicted to the feeling of power over his fellow men, of controlling their life and death.

Eventually, he began to think that his powers were unmatched by any other. He could slaughter armies all by himself. However, before he could fully experience this god–like feeling, Haylan struck him down from heaven to the lowly depths of hell.

Worst of all, he thought he had reached the peak of cultivation and become a god!

He forgot that he relied on medicine to reach his peak. In Haylan’s eyes, he was so weak that it was pathetic.

This infuriated the messenger to no end.

He spat bitterly.

The red–robed messenger was so furious that he was practically fuming. He spat out another mouthful of blood, his chest heaving.

Simultaneously, he could feel a large amount of energy leave his body. The effects of the drug were waning.

Boom!

ground, he grabbed hold of a steel bar to control his speed,

red–robed messenger stared at

red–robed messenger prided himself on his worldliness and

cultivator, he began to feel

than the monsters and demons he encountered

there be such a powerful existence in the mortal

This was unbelievable!

at the red–robed messenger coldly. “Don’t

your identity. Who exactly are

doesn’t matter who I am. You already know my identity. You’ve probably already investigated my background” “I’m more curious about who you are.”

the red–robed messenger’s mask, his

same as the secret door he had seen in Bernard’s

meteorite.

that even his God’s Eye could not see through. It was especially magical.

He wanted

“Ahh!”

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Chapter 867

at the mask, the messenger’s face twisted in

messengers face

mandles on the red–robed messenger’s face and neck were

stunned when he

face had actually fused with

was no distinction

Haylan pulled the mask, the red–robed messenger’s

mask open violently, the red–robed messenger’s facial muscles might be

he could see the

you to treat yourself so cruelly, Haylan said

at Haylan with a cold and hateful gaze. “My

defeat”

get to see my face”

at peace. Come on,

red–robed messenger’s voice was still

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