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Chapter 645 - 515: That’s Just Too Wicked (Happy New Year’s Day) (Page 3/3)

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Seeing the unfavorable situation, Qu Jianlei immediately used the Quicksand Technique, then threw two more canisters of stacked Paraquat, ”Boom!”

He then decisively fled, flashing to a riverbank and diving into the water, vanishing.

He wasn’t sure if he had killed the opponent, but he truly couldn’t hold on any longer.

Fighting in a bustling city, especially against a Supreme at such intensity, was too provocative to the dignity of the Guardian Supreme.

As for not gaining any spoils, it was even more helpless— not every battle would yield ample rewards.

Fahim, however, was even more unfortunate. Under normal circumstances, the mere Quicksand Technique wouldn’t even catch his eye.

Let alone a Supreme, even an A-level could fly; who would care about quicksand?

But now he was poisoned and under continuous mental attacks, dizzy and lightheaded, unable to form even a decent Finger Technique.

Feeling his legs sink into the quicksand, he subconsciously conjured a Wooden Shield, then immediately dispelled it.

As soon as the Wooden Shield came out, poisoning accelerated... this poison is wicked!

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Just as he was about to fall into a stupor, a voice sounded, ”Fahim, how are you holding up?”

One had to admit, this Electromagnetic Shocking Flash Bomb concocted by Kushnier was truly unfriendly to Supremes.

Not to mention the long-lasting duration, the electromagnetic and white light could strongly affect one’s perception.

Amestina had arrived, but she didn’t dare to enter recklessly.

She had perceived that someone had just jumped into the river and escaped, but who knew...if there were still enemies within?

The longer someone lived in the underworld, the more cautious they became. She had lived long enough and seen all kinds of ghostly fiend tricks.

Fahim’s strength wasn’t much less than hers, yet he was so thoroughly played; she wouldn’t fall for it recklessly.

”Forget it, you hang on, I’ll go after the one who jumped into the river.”

I’m damn well about to collapse! Inside, Fahim was filled with despair...

(First update of 2023, wishing everyone a Happy New Year, requesting monthly ticket support during the double period.)

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