"It's mine! All of it's mine!" Axel shouted, eyes crazed, slashing his blade like a man possessed. He had clearly gone mad, driven insane by his lust for the treasure.

With another wild swing, he lunged again.

Andrew furrowed his brow, about to knock him out cold. However, before he could move, Axel collapsed in a heap.

Andrew watched as a massive gunshot wound bloomed from Axel's back, blood pouring freely. Just like that, the cunning, obsessive village chief who had spent his life scheming to hoard the tomb's treasure for himself was dead.

From the far side of the lake, a wave of fighters stormed in.

The one who had pulled the trigger was none other than Rafael. He stood at the edge of the platform, grinning at Andrew.

"You little bastard. Not only are you still alive, but you managed to sneak in right under our noses! Well then... if the first attempt didn't kill you, the second or the third sure as hell will!"

Mosby charged ahead, voice barking like thunder. "Andrew, step away! Whatever's inside that pavilion isn't for you to touch!"

Andrew scoffed. "So I'm not worthy to reach for it, but greedy vultures like you are? Please."

Mosby's face turned red with fury. "You arrogant little punk! You're already as good as dead and still talking back? Fine. This place will be your grave!"

a flying kick toward Andrew from above. A second figure screeched from the shadows, his neck wrapped with

the martial king-level martial artist and one of Rafael's most brutal men. Together, he and Mosby launched a

and urged, "Don't worry about Andrew. Focus on the Elixir of Immortality! Get it

the entire underground palace

every side, every ambition collided in one

a gathering of the living, none of whom belonged

Grand Viper alone, held

was perfect, charging from the shadows and knocking out two guards

Cut these ropes-I'll help Andrew!" Tiana shouted, relief flooding her

untied everyone. "Mrs. Rhodes, where's

us down at gunpoint. He managed to

"We'll find him later. First,

Tiana—another martial king—joining the fight, the tide quickly turned. In mere minutes, Stanley's mercenaries and

began tilting in

and he screamed, "Damn it-kill them!

and Chantelle, and

the room in a blur and landed a slap across Rafael's smug face that

Rafael went sprawling, face-up, unconscious before he hit

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