If Warrick had been at his peak, Axel might have been more cautious.

But with Tranqurin coursing through his vein, Warrick had barely a fraction of his usual strength left. His power was still fading, and Axel wasn’t about to waste the opportunity. He had to capture Warrick while he had the chance.

“Get the hell out of my way!”

As the enforcers closed in, Warrick let out a furious roar and slammed his massive fist into the floor.

With a loud explosion, the earth shook violently. The ground within dozens of yards cracked and caved in, splitting apart like a spiderweb. A powerful shockwave tore through the air, sending dirt flying and walls shattering. The entire meeting room collapsed into ruins.

The elite enforcers, caught in the blast, were flung backward like ragdolls. They crashed to the ground, disoriented and battered. Even Axel was thrown back more than ten yards.

Warrick panted heavily, his face pale and drenched in sweat. Forcing his internal energy into action had only accelerated the Tranqurin’s effects. He knew that if this dragged on, he wouldn’t survive the night.

“Austin! One day, I swear, you’ll pay for this.”

With a final furious shout, he pushed off the ground and shot 30 feet into the air. He vaulted over the courtyard wall in a single leap.

“After him!”

Axel didn’t hesitate. He made a snap decision and led his elite enforcement squad in pursuit.

the same time,

Lucozian castle instantly went into lockdown. Every entrance and exit was sealed as royal guards were

into the distance with an unreadable expression. Whether he was pleased, angry, or indifferent, no one could

trapped inside the castle. If he still managed to escape, it would mean fate was on his

several of his own vital pressure points to slow the drug, but it was only

easy target. His only chance was to break out of the castle and reach

Don’t let

echoed from all directions as

had been sealed.

“Damn it!”

skidded to a stop and scanned his surroundings

but he always followed the same familiar paths. Now, with enemies closing in from

to think. If the

I’ll take

direction on instinct, and took off. Fighting wasn’t his goal-escaping

the brute strength of a warrior halfway to becoming an ultimate grandmaster, he smashed through

in his weakened

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