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

formidable opponents was

a response

have you been skulking in the Quillen residence?”

1897 The Clash of

subtle menace

you are scarcely worthy of knowing

deliberate

alive.” Rhett’s eyes ignited with

took a menacing step

world, if I choose to leave,

radiating

claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out

material, it spun with the deadly

razor–sharp and ready to slice

Boom!

Envoy Aora leaped nimbly from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

The tree toppled with a thunderous crash behind

let’s see you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a torrent

The Clash

from beneath his

the

flames lacked the searing intensity of the Queen of the Dark

breadth was broader, and their concealment

flames had

halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond

from Rhett.

the Envoy Aora murmured in

could fully grasp the implications, a crimson streak

beneath the

palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

diversion, a surprise attack that revealed the

strength, speed, and technique. This adversary,

offense and defense, would

Queen of the Dark Night Islands

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Splat

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scorched courtyard like

with its crimson

you’re nothing special!” The Envoy

out with a chilling triumph, echoing through

to face him. Instead, he stood with his

eyes closed in a stance of serie calm. His

as it was

voice was a sneer of contempt as he

intent on eliminating the so–called

this threat would pave

removing all potential dangers.

designs. An

reflexes, Envoy Aora and his three

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