Life After Prison Novel by Silencieux

Chapter 1865

The Rose–Petal Rain displayed its true powers as the petals shattered dozens of Thorold’s spears. The petals then continued their course toward Thorold. Following the sparks that were produced from the explosions. Thorold’s pupils contracted as he felt an impending sense of doom. As a level nine royal saint, he was accustomed to effortlessly dispatching same–level practitioners, and even level one supreme saints posed little difficulty to him. Unfortunately, Severin was brimming with a menacing aura

that he had never encountered before.

The approaching storm of delicate petals left Thorold with no time to formulate a contingency plan. He

could only raise his hand and command the thunderbolts around him to surge wildly. The air around him.

was whipped up a storm, and the thunderbolt vortex erupted with a formidable power. A deafening.

muffled sound of thunder was heard, and serpent–like electric currents swiftly enveloped Thorold’s body.

He had fashioned an armor out of the lightning.

A resounding boom echoed as Severin’s sward energy collided with the electric armor. A violent

light into the entire

paled as he gazed incredulously at

impenetrable by

himself with armor, the

weight of several mountains. He would have been dead if he failed to manifest the armor

time.

and blood flowed out from

in shock. It came

survive that technique.

nine royal saints, the Rose- Petal Rain was not required, and he could just use the True–Sun Fist to end their

to the extent that it necessitated the Rose–Petal Rain. Astonished by Thorold’s ability to survive, Severin

recalled what just happened. His face was pale, and there were traces of blood seeping from his mouth. Dread and horror soon began to overwhelm him, and he questioned, “What kind of technique is that?”

energy covered the sky as he attacked Thorold relentlessly. In response, Thorold raised his

with his shield–sent fragments scattering all over

the battle against

I’m not seeing things, am