Chapter 210 Plotting the Fall of a Nation

Stout and one of the old men on the other side were sent flying like broken kites. Two arcs of blood trailed behind them in the air. After crashing onto the ground, Stout managed to steady himself about ten steps away, his aura unusually chaotic.

As for the other old man, he landed heavily, vomiting a mouthful of blood once again. His head slumped, and he promptly lost all signs of life.

"Anton!" The other old man cried out in pain. Without a moment's hesitation, he channeled his entire energy and charged towards Stout. "Old geezer, I'll send you to join him!" Stout roared, rapidly flipping his wrist. Silver needles shot out like a rain of projectiles.

"How dare you kill my brother! I'll definitely tear you to pieces!" The old man shouted furiously, sending a gust of Chi-powered needles down to intercept the needles from Stout.

Boom!

At the instant he attacked, Stout's fist energy came to an abrupt halt, colliding fiercely with the old man's defensive aura. However, Stout was already injured, and he could only muster around seventy to eighty percent of his power, barely managing to push the old man back seven or eight steps. It was difficult for him to inflict much damage.

“You brat, meet your doom!"

After steadying himself, the old man shot forward like a cannonball. His aura surged, revealing the peak strength of a Warlord. Simultaneously, he struck out with several palm winds containing overwhelming force, producing explosive sounds in the air.

"Old geezer, I'll take you on!" Stout raised his hand, ready to strike back.

However, at that moment, an immense aura swept out from behind him, colliding head-on with the old man's attack, creating a raging wind. In the next instant, the old man spewed a mouthful of blood into the air before being sent flying. He flew for fifty to sixty meters before crashing into the ground, leaving a large crater. His body was lifeless, bones shattered, and meridians severed.

hand, the old man looked at Billy who had appeared behind Stout,

Could it be that you've been a War

glinted with realization, and he bit down on the poison in his mouth. After a foam of white froth emerged, his head

something was off about Billy's aura. He turned to Billy

waved his hand.

nearly immune to

Stout exclaimed, "These bastards acquired Erosive Flower Toxin just to deal with

— one of the Four Great Strange Poisons. Once afflicted, there was no cure unless one possessed power above that of a War Emperor

relieved. It was thanks to Billy's injuries healing considerably, allowing him to activate

who they are,” Billy said, then walked up to the dead old man and ripped off

any distinguishing features. There were no

Tyren. These outsiders probably have nothing to do with the Southern Edge and must be from Tyren."

"Yeah," Billy nodded slightly.

you in Ozin. Are they truly trying to bring about their nation's downfall?" Stout wore an

a force of a hundred thousand Bloodshadow Army to crush Tyren

moment,” Billy stared ahead, his tone contemplative. "A year ago, almost half of Tyren' forces were destroyed by the Bloodshadow Army. They

this world. For them, trading

find

suggesting that Tyren has some kind of backing?"

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