Chapter 1892

His gaze remained fixed on a particular pile of rubble, an unsettling calm

before the storm. Then, in an instant, the darkness within him receded,

replaced by a calculated silence. He moved toward the ruins with a

deliberate grace, intent on catching whatever lay hidden off guard and

delivering a crushing blow.

Boom!

Despite his careful plotting, the ruins erupted prematurely, and from within, a

crimson figure sprang forth, as if defying the very fabric of expectation.

“Stay here!”

Rhett’s punch cut through the air with lethal intent, aimed at subduing the elusive fighter who had been ensconced within the Quillen residence. His

confidence was unshakable–he was, after all, the reigning monarch of Dark

Night Island.

Yet as his fist neared the opponent’s cloak, the force of his strike dissipated

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Chapter 1892 The Clash of Shadows

into nothingness. The figure used the diversion to vault onto a charred tree,

its presence a daunting silhouette against the smoldering backdrop.

Rhett’s heart skipped a beat. The figure’s cloak, nearly identical in hue to his

own, was only a shade more crimson, suggesting an opponent whose

strength might rival his own.

“Who are you?” Rhett demanded, his voice a low growl.

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The cloaked man, his face obscured by an Envoy Aora mask, regarded Rhett

with equal caution. He had lain in wait within the Quillen residence,

anticipating Emmanuel’s return to ambush and annihilate the couple. The

appearance of another formidable adversary was an unforeseen

complication.

“Holy Guardian, Rhett.” The man’s voice bore a hint of mockery. Rhett’s

was

warranted a response in

have you been skulking in

The Clash of

steely, a subtle menace

are scarcely worthy of knowing my

were laced with deliberate provocation, his

leave here alive.”

as he took a menacing step

world, if I choose to leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy

aura radiating

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden

it spun with the

its edges razor–sharp and

Boom!

Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from the tree,

toppled with

see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed

1892 The Clash of

from beneath his

astonished by the

of the Queen

breadth was broader,

had found their mark,

unable to advance beyond half a

from Rhett.

formidable energy,” the Envoy

could fully grasp

from beneath

was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

attack that

speed, and technique. This adversary,

balance of offense and defense, would

Queen of the Dark Night

The Clash of

Splat

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erupted from the scorched courtyard like a

its

Holy Guardian, you’re nothing special!” The Envoy

out with a chilling triumph, echoing through the

turn to face him. Instead, he stood

crossed, eyes closed in a stance of serie calm. His indifference was

it

Aora’s voice was a

on eliminating the so–called

this threat would pave the way

removing all potential dangers.

An unseen force,

reflexes, Envoy Aora and

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