Chapter 354 Novem Aeternus Formation

A flash of light flickered in the sky. It was accompanied by a ray of purple light, and they suddenly appeared before Wretched.

Both Jonathan and Wretched immediately realized that the purple light was actually a purple floral throne. The petals of the flower slowly stopped spinning. Then Mabel jumped off it.

At the same time, Jonathan noticed Tristan. He cried out in excitement, “Lance!”

Tristan gave Jonathan an icy glance and ignored him. He looked at Wretched and asked, “Are you Wretched the Great?”

His indifferent tone was laced with arrogance.

Any capable being would be somewhat conceited no matter how humble they portrayed themselves to be.

Wretched was also an untamed being. When it took in Tristan's haughty demeanor, it immediately changed its demeanor as well. In a flat tone, it asked, “I am. What's up?”

Before Tristan could say anything, Mabel came to Jonathan's side and whispered to him, “This isn't Lance; this is Tristan Cadman the Demon Emperor.”

Jonathan was stunned.

Why does Tristan Cadman, the Demon Emperor, share the same appearance as Lance Cadman, the Emperor of Chanaea? Are they brothers? If they are, then I'm surprised by how capable these brothers are! One is a Demon Emperor, and the other is the Emperor of Chanaea!

“Why is the Demon Emperor here?” Jonathan asked. “Wretched has promised me not to kill civilians.”

The colors drained out of Mabel's face. She stole a glance at the Demon Emperor before turning to look at Wretched. She was stumped. Evidently, she had done something she should not have done. “Cacodemon, I wanted to ask the Demon Emperor to stop you, not kill you. I don't bear any ill intentions toward you.”

Wretched turned to look at Mabel before giving her a small smile. “I know. Don't worry. He won't be able to kill me.”

Tristan chuckled quietly. “You're arrogant.”

Wretched did not dare to underestimate Tristan, however. It was a sensitive being, and it could sense that the Demon Emperor was unlike all others. It was clear that the Demon Emperor was vastly different from Galad.

“You're even more arrogant than I am,” Wretched retorted.

Tristan nodded. “All right. Let's start now.”

“Wait!” Jonathan cried out at Tristan.

Tristan was annoyed. A trivial character like Jonathan was someone he could easily kill. He waved his arm without even sparing a glance at Jonathan.

Instantly, a powerful wave of energy launched toward Jonathan's chest.

It was formless, but it was no imaginary force.

It came so quickly that Jonathan did not even have the time to defend himself.

Jonathan was about to knock on death's door, and his murderer, Tristan, was a man who killed unimportant people like Jonathan without batting an eye.

However, Wretched suddenly made a move. It stood in front of Jonathan.

The attack slammed into Wretched, but Wretched remained still as if it was fine.

Sure enough, Wretched was fine. There was no way Wretched would be killed so easily.

In a frigid tone, Wretched said to Tristan, “Jonathan is my friend, and those who try to kill my friend shall die!”

kill me! Wretched, today will be the day you die! The will of the Heavenly Law you speak of is your death set in stone! Me being here to kill

me. No one in this

the primordial spirit can go up against the Heavens. Your body can't do that. I know you have tremendous

Wretched's expression darkened.

behind Wretched, was moved by

time, he realized the difference between the Demon Emperor and the Emperor

country. He was a man

Demon Emperor was a selfish being who only wanted to

difference between the two

was shocked to find the brothers so different

with Mabel,” Wretched said to Jonathan. It then muttered under his breath, “After all these years, I've

smell the danger in the air, and it knew it was because of the Demon

go against

Jonathan realized what it truly

bound to be killed by the Heavenly Law. All those obstacles had not been able to stop Wretched from regaining its memory and becoming Wretched

slaughter anyone anymore, Tristan had still come after

if it was Final Destination in

matter what they did—no matter how hard they worked—they could not change the

of helplessness crept into

stared at

out this way,

tension in the air was palpable, and the battle between Wretched and Tristan

a funky voice sounded

I came in time. I

It was clearly

dark figures dashed toward the crowd like

he yelled at Tristan and Wretched, “Do continue! We're not going

“You were the one who revealed

sheepishly. “Haha! Sorry about that,

anything else, Tristan shot out his palm at Adonis.

Bam!

the ground. Jeff and

upright, he coughed out a mouthful of blood. He muttered, “Damn, Demon Emperor, you're impressive. There's never been anyone who can injure me, but

Level Nine of Immortal Stage, but you can't even take a hit from

If he had used thirty, I would have died. Damn,

Adonis was already a Level Nine Immortal Stage cultivator, but

Emperor? Can Wretched not escape from his fated death? What a joke. Galad called

something. When the Demon Emperor had wreaked havoc, the Emperor of

mean the Demon Emperor

Tristan and

dashed toward Tristan, seemingly trying

remained rooted to his spot. In the

back before it crashed onto

Tristan

“Too weak,” he remarked.

filled the air

plenty of subordinates, the creatures did not dare to go near the Demon Emperor

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