All Chapters of Divorced and Dominant: Now You Cry?: Chapter 771 - Chapter 780

In that instant, shocking waves of energy radiated outward, sending ripple after ripple surging through the area. The already damaged space began to splinter, forming a thick network of cracks that echoed an approaching apocalypse."Sixfold Carnage Fist!" Ashton struck again a second later. He appeared directly before Wycliffe and hammered a punch into the flickering spectral projection."You actually know Sixfold Carnage Fist? You must be Lawrence's mentee, then!" Wycliffe's eyes flashed with killing intent. He instinctively tried to summon enough strength to strike Ashton down, but he quickly realized his energy was completely spent.Ashton's fist punched through the center of the projection with a dull crack. Wycliffe's spectral projection turned faint and translucent in an instant, looking as fragile as a soap bubble in its final moments."That's right! I'm Mr. Clarkson Senior's successor! That's why I'm going to kill Gareth, and then I'll head to Jalun to challenge you, take

Those onlookers continued their clamorings."That's right! You guys ought to know that the Sage is beyond reproach—we've seen what he can do, and soon you'll remember why everyone trembles at his strength! Ashton hasn't earned the right to reach the top yet—this era still belongs to the Sage!""Ashton should just give up while he can. He might be spared if he submits to the Sage now. Otherwise, he's headed for a brutal end where there won't be enough of him left to bury." Their respective factions had reached a fever pitch as the metallic tang of blood made the air feel even more frigid and desolate. The stakes of this endgame were absolute, deciding who would ultimately control Javonbury. It was a high-stakes gamble where defeat meant an intolerable loss and the absolute ruin of the vanquished party. They were all on edge, as the stakes were absolute, and the weight of the result pressed down on every witness. It was all or nothing—a fight that would determine the course of thei

Ashton knew he had to seize the chance. If he could close the distance and force the fight into close quarters, he might end this life-or-death duel quickly."You think I've grown weak with age?" Flint let out a cold laugh. "You're dead wrong. My body reached the Adamantine state decades ago."In a heartbeat, he dipped his shoulders and surged forward without the slightest attempt to evade and met Ashton head-on.The impact detonated between them. Their bodies crashed together like reinforced steel, the surrounding air buckling as shockwaves rippled outward toward the barriers.They separated for a split second before colliding again. This was true close-quarters combat, every strike finding its mark.Their figures blurred and crossed, with neither willing to yield. But Flint was winning the exchange, his raw power steadily grinding down Ashton's momentum."Do you feel it yet, Ashton? That's what real despair feels like. Forget the fact that you're already half-dead. Even at your

"But what if Ashton ultimately wins?" Robert asked in a low voice. "If that happens, do you really think you're keeping custody of Celia?"Roxy hesitated for a moment, then replied firmly, "That won't happen. He's just a human, not a god. I trust my judgment."Almost instantly, an overwhelming killing intent surged forth again.Flint's oppressive aura intensified. With a flick of his hand, spears of light formed in midair, each one gleaming with a cold edge. They descended in a devastating barrage meant to end Ashton's life.More than a dozen of them—each carrying the killing force of a pinnacle of the semi-divine realm—drove straight into the human-shaped crater where Ashton lay."Quick! Get out of the way!" someone screamed in terror.But no one moved.The spears of light descended in a devastating barrage, driving into the arena with crushing force. The ground fractured under the chain of explosions as the human-shaped crater collapsed further into the earth, buried beneath r

"Did Ashton just get stronger again?""His adaptive capability is terrifying. This is what a true prodigy looks like.""Maybe Flint was never his true opponent. Instead, Ashton's been fighting his own limits this entire time."At that moment, a collective gasp rippled through the arena.Ashton's figure blurred and slipped past Flint's killing strike. In the next instant, he drove forward like a black dragon plunging from the sky, his physical force crashing straight into Flint.The impact erupted in a violent burst of sparks.Flint dropped hard under the impact. He was driven straight into the ground, blood arcing through the air as he fell.His supporters shuddered as a heavy shadow of fear settled over them."The tide has turned!" someone shouted. "The scales are tipping in Mr. Gray's favor. Watching him fight is like watching art unfold.""How is that even possible?" another murmured in disbelief.Roughly ten minutes ago, Ashton had been on the brink of death, while Flint