Chapter 815

Torres’ dagger was made of darksteel, which was virtually indestructible.

Stabbing someone with the dagger should have been like a knife cutting through butter. Then, why had he not been able to harm Dustin? Who exactly was he?

“Are you still going to put up a fight?” Dustin slowly turned around to face him, his gaze sharp.

“Go to hell!”

Torres took a step back, creating distance between them. At the same time, he threw a volley of poisoned darts at Dustin. They rained down on him instantly.

With a cold expression, Dustin simply brushed them away with a wave of his hand.

With a whoosh, Dustin reflected all the darts at Torres.

Unable to dodge in time, most of the poisoned darts hit Torres. He fell to the ground on the spot.

As he tried to get up, Dustin placed his foot on Torres’ chest, pinning him. Torres could not

move.

“Spill! Who on earth are you?” Dustin looked down at him, an impassive look in his eyes.

to cross. So get the hell off me and let me go, or you’ll regret the day you were

was in.

“Oh? Is that so?”

on his foot, cracking Torres’ ribs one by one.

was about to collapse from

his cool.

I’ve been hiding in Dragonmarsh all this time, collecting information

widened his eyes in

Both countries had always had ongoing friction and

sects in Kimboku. It produced many assassins who specialized in collecting intelligence and carrying out secret

a mystery. They rarely ever made an appearance

to meet one

one who had managed to make his way among the Heavenly Immortals, becoming

heard of Shadowslayer. If you do not wish to get into trouble, let me go right this instant. Or you’ll regret it!’ Torres threatened once

you think you can make

dare harm

foot. A dull cracking sound was heard, and

same time, the crowd was in

going on? Which

need to ask? Of course, the Glenstead martial

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