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 undeniable, and this

warranted a response

you been skulking in the Quillen residence?” Rhett’s

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steely, a subtle menace

scarcely worthy of knowing my identity.” The masked

with deliberate provocation, his demeanor

leave here alive.” Rhett’s eyes

took a menacing step

to leave, no force

his aura radiating

me test that claim.” Rhett’s cape whipped out with

from a supple material, it

edges razor–sharp and ready

Boom!

from the tree, narrowly avoiding the

with a

heh, let’s see you withstand this!” The

The

beneath his

narrowed, astonished by the unexpected

flames lacked the searing intensity of

was broader, and

believed his flames had found their mark,

to advance beyond half

from Rhett.

Envoy Aora murmured

could fully grasp the

beneath the

palpable. He hadn’t anticipated this masterful

attack that revealed the

and technique.

defense, would

the

The

Splat

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from the scorched courtyard

its crimson

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

chilling triumph,

him. Instead, he stood with

a stance of

as it

a

on eliminating the so–called Holy Guardian before

threat would

removing all potential dangers.

had other designs. An unseen force, swift

his reflexes,

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