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

a response

have you been skulking

The

steely, a subtle

are scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The

laced with deliberate

leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes

as he took a menacing

leave, no force can detain me.” The Envoy

aura radiating a

me test that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped

supple material, it spun with the deadly precision

razor–sharp and

Boom!

nimbly from the tree,

The tree toppled with a thunderous crash behind

you withstand this!” The Envoy Aora unleashed a

The Clash

from beneath his

eyes narrowed, astonished by the unexpected display

lacked the searing intensity of the Queen of

breadth was broader,

Envoy Aora believed his flames had found

halted abruptly, unable to advance beyond half

from Rhett.

Envoy Aora murmured

before he could fully grasp

beneath

was palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

surprise attack that revealed the

and technique. This

defense, would prove as

of the Dark

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Splat

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from the scorched courtyard like a grim fountain, staining

its

nothing special!” The

out with a chilling triumph, echoing

Rhett did not turn to face him. Instead, he

eyes closed in a stance of

it was

was a sneer of contempt

intent on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before

Eradicating this threat would pave the way for his

removing all potential dangers.

fate had other designs. An unseen force, swift

reflexes,

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