Chapter 690

Amidst the heavy snowfall, a figure in black dashed on frantically, ignoring the fierce winds. Blood trickled out of his wounds and dripped onto the fresh snow beneath him.

“That piece of shit. He nearly killed me! Thank God I used Blood Shield, or I’d be dead meat by now! * The Dark Lord gritted his teeth, only letting out a sigh of relief when he saw that no one was on this trail, his face still ashen.

Michael’s final attack had been so strong that it had pierced his protective barrier and even

cut through his ametrine armor, leaving a deep gash on his back. If it weren’t for that armor, he’d be dead by now. No wonder so many

his battered body toward his hiding spot. After ten minutes, he finally reached a hidden area

masked women jumped out,

The Dark Lord unveiled

The women immediately lowered

Azalea?” The Dark Lord

hall,”

Dark Lord reminded before heading over to

jar. She watched,

and

When Azalea saw the man, she paled and rushed over. “Master! What happened? Who

helping the Harmon family, so I lost.” The

Robinson, one of Balerno’s Grandmasters?” Azalea frowned. “Didn’t he disappear years ago? What’s he

Lord sighed. He thought he’d finally be able to destroy the Harmon family after

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