Semua Bab Divorced and Dominant: Now You Cry?: Bab 631 - Bab 640

Lawrence's voice carried pure killing intent, cold and merciless.No one expected this frail old man, who looked like he was barely clinging to life, to still possess such terrifying strength. He had practically wiped out everyone on his own, and now he had Maxwell by the throat.This battle made one thing clear to everyone—as long as Lawrence was alive, he was still powerful, terrifying, and untouchable.The flag of the Northern Troops snapped violently in the wind."Let Mr. Lademan go. Otherwise, we'll fight the Legion to the death. Today, none of your legionnaires will leave alive.""If anything happens to him, none of you can bear the consequences."Ronan and Felix steadied themselves, their faces pale. Neither dared to get any closer. They were terrified of pushing Lawrence too far."Mr. Clarkson Senior! The Dominion Vanguard and the Legion are basically on the same side. There's no need to take things this far. We can sit down and talk.""Think about the Legion's future.

Lawrence still held his head high, and even though his breathing was weak and shallow, his imposing manner didn't falter in the slightest."Let's go!" Maxwell forced down the blood in his mouth. He was severely injured, facing a recovery that would stretch on for a year or more, so he needed to get back to his hidden realm as soon as possible. He also couldn't stand the weight of the crowd's judgment—the doubt and the sneering whispers. He realized that today's battle had also caused cracks to form in his cultivation resolve."I won't forget what happened today, Lawrence and Ashton!" Maxwell snapped before retreating with his men. He knew that this was more than a personal defeat for him and Clay—it was a catastrophe for the entire Dominion Vanguard. That defeat would haunt them like a persistent nightmare, remaining unpurged until the day they ground the Legion into dust."You should take care of yourself, Mr. Clarkson Senior. I'll be looking forward to our next meeting," Logan

Having said that, Flint turned and left with his entourage. He saw no need for haste in Ashton's demise. Six days was plenty of time to set up a total death trap and leave Ashton's reputation in the dirt. He intended to show every faction in Javonbury that he was the undisputed ruler of the criminal underworld and that his word was absolute law.It wasn't long before the Apex Arena at the military base cleared out as the crowd scattered, with some gamblers clutching their heads and wailing in despair.Ashton had no sympathy for the gamblers, as this massive shift in capital dealt a severe blow to the factions headed by the Dominion Vanguard, which certainly gave the Legion a better hand in the fight for Javonbury.He understood the situation perfectly. He knew that if he wanted absolute control over Javonbury, he would have to break the Dominion Vanguard, his greatest adversary from the very beginning.He shook his head and pushed the thought aside. He turned his gaze back to L

Upon hearing that, Ashton's heart sank, a wave of restless anxiety washing over him.Wanda, seeing Ashton's distressed expression, smiled faintly and continued, "I mean, even if the Curios Chamber doesn't have it, I know for a fact that someone in Javonbury has a Septem-Leaf Ganoderma in their private collection. "You see, the Septem-Leaf Ganoderma is a top-tier spiritual medicine for repairing damaged divine souls.""Who has the Septem-Leaf Ganoderma?" Ashton asked, his eyes instantly brightening."Do you still remember George Moore, the richest man in Javonbury, of whom I spoke back then? He's the one who has been keeping the Septem-Leaf Ganoderma in his private collection all this time," Wanda replied."I'll seek him out now!" Ashton declared, disregarding the state of his own injured body. He couldn't just stand by and watch Lawrence die. He was going to give it everything he had, even if the odds were a million to one."Hold on!" Wanda exclaimed, stepping quickly in front o

Under the stimulation of the Drakell technique, Ashton's gaze fixed on Eunice with a predatory lust, his eyes reflecting the primal hunger of a wild animal closing in on its hunt.Eunice pursed her lips, sensing the searing energy Ashton sought to restrain—it was the same energy the Grim Reaper had exuded back at the statue of the Lady of Grace. She realized that ever since she found out that Ashton and her beloved Grim Reaper were the same person, the confusion she had felt in the past vanished, replaced by total clarity.She kept her eyes locked on Ashton. At that moment, the image of Ashton and the silhouette of the Grim Reaper aligned perfectly—a seamless match in every way.She couldn't help but tremble at that thought, struggling to accept the reality of the situation. She never thought that the man she had constantly disparaged in her venting sessions with Roxy was the same Grim Reaper she adored above all others. She found it hard to believe that he was the one who had c