Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 1713

The resounding impact echoed through the air as the man’s entire body became embedded in the stone

wall. Blood trickled from the comer of his mouth and his face was drained of all color. His muscles and

veins had torn, and there were no longer any lingering doubts about his death. Meanwhile, the fearful

expression that he had just before his death persisted on his face.

The unexpected outcome of a level one saint being killed with such ease left the remaining three men

paralyzed with dread. One of them stammered, “W–w–what level of attainment d–do you h–h–h–have?”

Gilda unleashed her spiritual energy without warning, causing an overwhelming sensation of oppression. that forced the trio to their knees. They were unable to entertain any thoughts of escape, and their

foreheads were soon drenched in cold sweat.

“What attainment, you ask? A royal saint!‘ Gilda’s voice was ice–cold.

“We pissed a royal saint off?” one of the men asked.

she’s a royal saint!”

begged desperately for mercy. ‘Please spare us! We made

them begging. “Spare you? Would you have

weaker than you?”

wave of her hand, she sent forth a

all three men, ending their lives with little effort. Severin then flew over

saint and removed his spatial ring. He then returned to collect the other

rings.

opened the rings to inspect them, he discovered that they contained

mediocre combat techniques, and there was only a paltry number of third- and

herbs.

shook his head and muttered, “Man, these guys

poor. You’re just so strong that

anymore. Besides, they’re unaffiliated practitioners, so you can’t

on them.”

a pause, she continued, “It’s a shame that their strength

were a little stronger. I wasn’t even able to have enough fun yet after

practice for so

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