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Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1572
After all, the last thing they were able to see was a blinding light from atop the tower that had forced all of them to shut their eyes…

By the time their eyes finally readjusted, Daryl Crawford, the legendary King of South Asia, was already lying on the ground!

“…What?” muttered a voice.

With such a great battle taking place, it was only natural that those from the other Crawford family would also be present at the dragon tower. The one who had spoken appeared to be some kind of young master, and he had been watching everything through his sinister eyes from the moment the battle began. Even so, he truly hadn’t expected that things would go this way.

‘Is grandpa unable to even lay a finger on Gerald…?’

Meanwhile, Carlos and Julian themselves were utterly amazed by what they had just witnessed… This was a battle unlike anything they had ever seen before…

“…You…. Could you have learned all those unique techniques from Liemis…? If that’s the case, then that explains why I haven’t been able to find any records of the skills he had mastered, even after combing through the entire ancient tomb…!” asked the astonished and pale-faced old man as he slowly got to his feet, his eyes affixed to Gerald’s…

ancient tomb… You see, Brother Liemis didn’t have any physical records stored within his tomb, oh no. Instead, he stored all that information within this jade pendant! Thinking back, it’s quite

bigger picture, Daryl then nodded

Daryl was now laughing… Once he was done, however, he calmly shook his head before turning to

“What is?” asked Gerald.

won’t ever be able to obtain, even after training for several lifetimes! A pity that you’re now truly an unparalleled genius on this planet… And last but not least, a pity that you’re my enemy…! With that said, you won’t be able to escape death today no matter what! Thinking about it, I’m honestly a little pained by all this. If you were my real grandson and you didn’t have the Herculean Primordial Spirit within you, everything would’ve surely gone fantastically… Just imagine, me and you, grandfather and grandson! With our

Otherwise, nothing in the world will be able to control you anymore

his sentence ended, a black Dead Annie suddenly began materializing before the old man’s chest… Though the flower was only the size of an adult’s palm, it

floated into the sky, a beam of light shot out and completely

second had passed when yet another massive explosion could be heard

“W-what’s happening?!”

“Is this an earthquake?!”

the ground below now trembling, the astonished

Gerald found himself frowning slightly before he