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

into the entire arena. Still

as he gazed incredulously

technique deemed impenetrable by most

Thorold managed to protect himself with armor, the impact on his chest felt

dead if he failed to manifest

time.

attack injured him, and blood

It came as a surprise to

survive that technique.

after all. Faced with normal level nine royal saints, the Rose- Petal Rain was not required, and he could just use the True–Sun Fist to end their lives without

require a couple more slashes of his sword, but not to the extent that it necessitated the Rose–Petal Rain. Astonished by Thorold’s ability to survive, Severin tightened his grip on his sword

traces of blood seeping from his mouth. Dread and horror

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

huge shockwave–a byproduct of the sword energy clashing with his shield–sent fragments scattering all over the ring. The spectators all held their breath as they

battle

seeing things, am I?”