Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver

Chapter 1301

A large amount of viscous, foul-smelling green pus splattered toward Wilbur. Wilbur let out a loud shout and a protective armor appeared around him.

Despite possessing the qualities of good immunity and a strong physique from the dragon tribe, he did not want to actually come into contact with the wretched substance.

The green liquid landed on the armor with a series of hissing sounds. It began to erode the armor, damaging it.

Wilbur frowned, but Loja burst out laughing. "These are all children of the merciful father! They contain incredibly powerful erosive qualities. How long will you last against them?"

As Loja was speaking, the cysts on his body continued to explode with no intention of stopping.

Wilbur sneered coldly. "With the kind of morals you have, you'd turn into disgusting things like this even if you manage to get to your wretched merciful father here. You're a joke, acting all smug."

"You pitiful low lives know nothing. There's an eternal universe waiting for me, where I shall never expire," Loja screeched.

The spores continued to pounce toward Wilbur. Some of them had landed below, targeting the cultivators there.

Wilbur sighed. He knew that he was going to have to take Loja down as soon as possible. The people below would never be able to withstand the viruses in these disgusting creatures.

waved the historical halberd, which

Spiritual Furnace in his body began to spin furiously as the dragon's mark on his back lit up and floated out, opening and shutting its mouth to mutter in Dragonspeak. Behind him, the shadow of the tyrant let out

same time, the

on Wilbur's hand holding the halberd in layers as it morphed

give you a taste of

the halberd imbued with dimensional powers

ability to break down any

Dimensional Arrow had only managed to replicate

halberd Wilbur was holding seemed more like a proper phased weapon. It flickered wildly in Wilbur's grasp as he swung it toward Loja. Loja's gaze flashed with terror, and

you surprised?" Wilbur sneered, bringing the halberd down

A set of inscriptions swirled

mid-air. Loja's

erode everything was unable to do anything

laws of which all weapons in the world are made, which includes the one you

Wilbur narrowed his gaze.

of its own, and any cultivator who understood these laws would be