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

opponents was undeniable, and

warranted a

Why have you been skulking in the Quillen

1897 The

a subtle

are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The

were laced with deliberate provocation,

alive.” Rhett’s eyes

took a menacing step

leave, no force can

aura radiating a

that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with sudden

supple material, it spun with the deadly

its edges razor–sharp and ready to slice

Boom!

from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

tree toppled with a thunderous crash behind

this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

1892 The

beneath his

eyes narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display

of the Queen of the Dark

breadth was broader, and their concealment more

flames had found

they halted abruptly, unable to

from Rhett.

energy,” the Envoy Aora murmured

before he could fully grasp the implications, a crimson streak

beneath

Rhett’s shock was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this

a surprise attack that

strength, speed, and technique. This adversary, with

of offense and defense, would

Queen of the Dark Night Islands

The Clash of

Splat

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from the scorched courtyard like

with its crimson

Holy Guardian, you’re nothing

with a chilling triumph, echoing

turn to face him. Instead, he

in a stance

it was

was a sneer of contempt as he

eliminating the

this threat would pave the way for his

removing all potential dangers.

designs. An unseen

not for his reflexes,

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