Of course, he couldn’t miss out on an elite monster!
Godfrey was very angry, but he still withdrew.
Maxwell looked at the Sect Leader of the Battle Sect and said with a smile: "The door to my manor has been smashed by your people, so how are you going to compensate ?"
"How do you want to compensate?" Terrance asked while touching the bow strapped to his wrist. Several arrows were currently being aid at Maxwell’s head. At such a close distance, most likely no one would be able to dodge it. Terrance then unconsciously displayed a cold smile on his face.
Maxwell shrugged and said, "Smashing soone’s door ans they didn’t want people inside to continue living. Since they didn’t want us to live, then they should compensate with their own lives!"
"Compensate with their own lives?"
"Good, good, very good." Terrance had a smug smile on his face as he turned his wrist around. He then shouted: "Then I will compensate you with your own life!"
"Storm Blossom!"
Terrance gave a throaty roar.
The arrows from his wrist-bow shot out like a storm; their white flashes were similar to the opening of the pear blossoms.
Maxwell faced certain death at such a close range!
The mont over a dozen arrows shot out, Terrance showed an arrogant smile as he shouted, "A greenhorn with your capabilities dreams of rising in the northern city? I really don’t understand how Augustus was killed by you!"
Maxwell’s brows tightened as he took several steps back. Seeing how over a dozen arrows had sealed off his escape routes, he coldly smiled. He then pointed at Terrance and said, "You don’t understand? Then let us show you how he died!"
Imdiately after...
Maxwell’s brows quivered as he shouted: "Eternal Kingdom!"
The force of spatial laws shot out from Maxwell’s body...
Instantly encasing Terrance within its sphere of influence.
Terrance’s expression had changed. He could feel there was a slight change to the environnt, but couldn’t really pinpoint what it was. He could only feel a slight uncomfortable feeling at the bottom of his heart.
Eternal Kingdom.
It was capable of restricting any martial cultivator at the sa cultivation level or lower than Maxwell’s.
Space itself was omnipresent; that’s why the martial cultivators, not stronger than Maxwell, couldn’t sense its existence or break through it.
And within the space of the Eternal Kingdom, Maxwell was the overlord!
Maxwell had a thought, and all the arrows in front of him stopped. He then started picking off one arrow after another that was floating in midair. He looked at the dumbstruck Terrance and sneered: "Now you know why Augustus died, right?"
As his voice faded...
The Eternal Kingdom skill’s tir was up.
Also at this instant, Maxwell roared in his mind: "Level 3 Overdrive!"
His figure shot out like lightning, and his fists beca palms. He then shouted: "Dragon Beast Palm Strike!"
"Bam!"
The blood in Terrance’s chest started boiling as his figure was smashed and flying.
Around this ti...
Maxwell shouted once again: "Level 3 Ghost Steps!"
"Fierce Tiger Form Fist!"
A green-eyed white tiger appeared on his body. It was a huge tiger that was fully condensed by aura energy. Every ti a punch was thrown, the roar of a tiger was heard. Without giving Terrance a chance to fall to the ground, Maxwell had already been punched out over a dozen tis.
A mouthful of blood sprayed out!
Terrance heavily smashed into the manor’s wall. This was Maxwell’s beloved courtyard wall, or else he would have used more strength and smashed Terrance straight through it.
"Bam!"
Terrance’s body slowly slid down the wall before he sat sprawling on the ground. His eyes stared at Maxwell before muttering: "Space, space, spatial laws... There’s also the martial technique that Augustus cultivated. You, you, who are you exactly?"
Terrance’s face was pale without any strength left, while his eyes were filled with fear.
How could a country bumpkin have such heaven-defying martial techniques?
And how did he comprehend the martial techniques of Augustus?
He couldn’t understand what was going on!
It wasn’t just him. Even Godfrey, off to the side, was deep in thought while his brows showed a frown. Looking at Maxwell’s back, he realised he couldn’t see through Maxwell at all. He had exceeded Godfrey’s expectations ti and ti again.
What kind of person was he?
How many more powerful martial techniques has Maxwell not displayed yet?
How did he comprehend soone’s martial technique in less than a day?
At this mont...
Godfrey started to worship Maxwell.
In the demon races, Godfrey had never worshipped anyone before.
He has never worshipped anyone after arriving at the Capital City, either. Even if it was experts who had already surpassed his goal, Godfrey didn’t have feelings of worship towards them.
But...
From here on out, his heart had started worshipping Maxwell!
"Perhaps..."
"He might be able to bring to the peak!"
Suddenly...
These strange thoughts that appeared in Godfrey’s mind made him smile, and his mouth ford a very foolish-looking smile. This was the first ti he had ever smiled after leaving the demon race territories, and it was a very brilliant-looking one at that.
As for Arianna...
She had been observing Maxwell from the very start. Seeing how Maxwell used a martial technique belonging to Augustus, her expression subtly changed. She was muttering to herself: "What kind of man is he? How could... You can’t have fallen for that slly scoundrel, right?"
"How could I like that damn scoundrel? I’m a woman who’s going to marry Ninth brother’s idol, so why would I like a pervert who enjoys looking at my naked body? I can’t wait to kill him already, humph!"
Arianna’s heart was a bit flustered.
This type of fluster was sothing she couldn’t understand. The only thing she knew was that it was a ss!
She didn’t want to look at Maxwell, but her eyes couldn’t leave his sight.
This girl... Had probably developed feelings for soone!
She would never admit it, even if she was beaten to death. Blindman Dale on the side started chuckling and said, "Miss Arianna, isn’t our dragon head boss handso?"
Arianna didn’t even think properly and automatically replied: "Handso!"
"Huh?"
"Handso his ass! He’s basically a damn scoundrel who’s a huge pervert! He’s a bad egg that constantly smacks my bottom, humph!" Arianna imdiately corrected herself. Recalling the slight pain she felt when Maxwell smacked her butt, her heart unconsciously looked forward to it. "It seems like I want to experience my butt being smacked again or sothing..."
"Huh?!"
"Arianna, did you beco a masochist?!" Arianna started cursing at herself internally. It was similar to there being two people inside her heart: One was a good person, while the other was a bad person, and those two were in a heated dispute. Arianna huffed a few tis before glaring at Maxwell and saying, "Big bad egg!"
Blindman Dale was secretly smiling at this.
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"Now you know how Augustus died, right?" Maxwell walked forward one step at a ti while chuckling at the dying Terrance.
Around this ti...
Oscar, who had been hiding in a corner, shaking all this ti, couldn’t stand it anymore. He suddenly rushed out to escape.
Maxwell’s mouth ford a sneer before shouting, "You want to run away after smashing my door down? Godfrey, drag him back here for !"
Godfrey’s eyes flicked over, and the chain on the Hulk Sword shot out. The chain extended and wrapped around Oscar’s throat before forcefully retracting.
Oscar was struggling on the ground for a while before he eventually knelt before Maxwell.
Maxwell didn’t say a word and smashed his fist down.
"Bam!"
"Crackle!"
Instant kill!
The system gave a notification tone, but Maxwell didn’t pay attention to the rest of the ssages. He imdiately turned around and shouted: "Raining Fire Attack!"
All the minions from the Battle Sect were directly killed on the spot!
His Badge value underwent a huge increase!
Finally, Maxwell lowered himself before softly saying, "You’re the only one left now, so I wonder what kind of loot will explode out of you?"
Right at this ti...
A side entrance door was smashed, and a haughty voice was heard. "All the Red Dragon Gang chop suey better scram out of here now!"
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