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

managed to 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 people feared the five Grandmasters. Fortunately, he managed to survive, and he even got some shocking information.

his battered body toward his hiding

Several masked women

Dark Lord unveiled

women immediately lowered their

Azalea?” The

the hall,”

for danger,” the Dark Lord reminded before heading over to the

intently observing a wooden jar. She watched,

doors opened, and the Dark Lord tottered into the

rushed over. “Master! What happened? Who did this to

Harmon family, so I lost.” The

Grandmasters?” Azalea frowned. “Didn’t he disappear years ago?

so no one knew who he was. Today’s just my unlucky day.” The Dark Lord sighed. He thought he’d finally be able to destroy the Harmon family after becoming at Grandmaster, yet Michael’s sudden appearance nearly cost him his life. He

rotten luck!

to work, swiftly applying

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