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Chapter 1083: Chapter 1083 Malevolence
The longsword cleaved through the air!
Transforming into a streak of white light!
In the blink of an eye, the tip of the sword had already surged towards Julius Reed’s face!
Horatio Leopold gripped the sword with one hand, his eyes filled with a hint of arrogance.
Or perhaps, confidence!
The confidence of a prodigy!
Under his hand, no one could withstand this sword!
Beneath the sword, thirteen hundred lost souls had done so.
Today would be no different!
Snap!
Julius Reed’s hands moved like lightning!
The moment the tip of the sword was about to stab his throat, two fingers tightly pinched the blade!
Three centimeters!
Just three more centimeters forward.
And it would pierce the throat in one strike!
However, these three centimeters were advancing exceptionally slowly!
Horatio Leopold was not in a hurry.
He had exerted all his strength and was gradually closing the distance.
Just ten more seconds!
The tip would pierce Julius Reed’s throat.
"Do you know what the most beautiful scenery is in my eyes?" asked Horatio Leopold, his gaze filled with satisfaction.
"That is the look in my opponent’s eyes just before death. Haha..."
He laughed wildly, increasing the force in his hands once again!
It seemed a victory was inevitable!
Behind him, Venassa Pine and Templeton Lena’s eyes were wide open, ceaselessly watching the battle progress.
Their hearts were in their throats.
Two centimeters.
One centimeter...
When the distance was less than half a centimeter, Horatio Leopold’s mouth had already begun to curl into a smile.
As expected.
These so-called Seven Clouds Academy and Mad Dragon!
In front of a Grandmaster, were nothing more!
"You’re going to die a miserable death," Julius Reed suddenly spoke.
His face bore a trace of helplessness.
The ebbing of his life force had already greatly weakened his combat ability.
If it were an ordinary day against Horatio Leopold, it would take five moves to kill the enemy!
But now, he was on the losing end.
Thinking of the morning facing Rogan Harsh and Brysen Beaumont, it seemed he really had taken some risks.
Julius Reed slowly closed his eyes.
He no longer had the spare energy to suppress the overwhelming murderous intent within the Dragon King Ring.
Let the malevolence come...
In an instant!
The surging power inside the Dragon King Ring burst forth!
A sky of murderous aura began to radiate from Julius Reed.
Cold!
Horatio Leopold shuddered suddenly.
Even as a Grandmaster, he felt a chill.
The hand holding the sword was starting to go numb!
"You still dare to threaten me at death’s door?" sneered Horatio Leopold. "After I kill you, I will definitely remove that mask. I want to see what kind of face lies beneath it!"
But what he didn’t notice was.
Ice was forming at the hem of his clothes.
"Next, please enjoy the torments of hell!"
Julius Reed’s eyes snapped open!
His eyes were blood-red!
Like a Shura from hell!
"You..."
Horatio Leopold gasped, taken aback.
Julius Reed now seemed like a completely different person, especially those terrifying eyes.
He was truly a Devil!
"Stop your sorcery!"
Horatio Leopold roared, exerting all his might!
A Grandmaster’s sword strike was extraordinary!
But unlike the overwhelming force before,
Now Horatio Leopold put forth all his strength!
Yet the sword did not budge an inch!
Strange!
He couldn’t understand why.
But just at this moment, Julius Reed’s lips curved into a smile.
A wicked smile.
This smile sent a chill down Horatio Leopold’s spine!
Damn it!
That’s no human smile!
"Blazing fire!"
He took a step back, his right hand suddenly exerting force!
Whoosh!
A nameless flame began to burn slowly up the hilt of the sword.
Then, it quickly spread towards the tip!
The Skyslaughter Sect was adept at fierce flames!
This move, Palm Flame, was Horatio Leopold’s secret skill!
Even among Grandmasters, many could not master this technique!
Hss...
But the flame didn’t spread far before it slowly extinguished.
On the blade, a layer of frost had astonishingly formed.
The frost spread rapidly, almost entirely encasing the famed sword ’Dong Lai’ in ice within three seconds!
Horatio Leopold quickly withdrew his hand, retreating backward!
"You..."
His face showed panic, and he trembled as he used his finger to point at Julius Reed, "No! You are not the same person from just now! Who are you!"
Presence!
The auras of the two men were completely different!
The opponent from before, though domineering,
carried a hint of indifference.
But at least he seemed like a normal person.
Now...
Devil!
The only word Horatio Leopold could think of was Devil!
"Who am I?"
Julius Reed looked at the frost-covered famous sword in his hand and gently flicked it with his finger.
Crack!
’Donglai’, in response, snapped.
Breaking into over a dozen fragments, it fell to the ground.
Horatio Leopold was stunned.
That sword...
It was the one he acquired at the age of eighteen, which the Grandmaster of the Heavenly Killing Gate of Fire from the Skyslaughter Sect had traveled around the world to commission, taking ninety-one days to design and forge.
Over the years, the souls that had died beneath that sword numbered over a thousand!
But today.
The sword broke.
Tattered into scraps.
Bang!
Before he could react, Julius Reed transformed into a residual image, striking out with a punch that tore through the air!
Caught in shock, Horatio Leopold only felt a pressure in his chest.
Instantly, he was sent flying backward!
Whoosh!
Julius Reed threw back his head and soared into the sky!
Not giving his opponent any chance to catch a breath, he slammed down with both hands!
Splash!
Before Horatio Leopold could adjust in mid-air, he was directly smashed to the ground.
Splat!
He spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, his bones felt like they were falling apart.
"No!"
He hadn’t even caught his breath,
when a black dot appeared in his pupils!
The black dot grew larger and larger!
Crack!
Julius Reed descended from the sky, his knee directly landing on Horatio Leopold’s arm.
The clear sound of breaking bones made Horatio Leopold’s body twitch, and his left hand reflexively reached out.
Crack!
But before his left hand could even touch Julius Reed, it was already broken!
"Now, please recite your grand declarations."
Slap!
Julius Reed gently dusted off his clothes and slowly stood up from the ground.
He looked at Horatio Leopold indifferently, his voice exceptionally cold.
"You... who on earth are you!"
Horatio Leopold looked at the masked man before him in despair, his body trembling uncontrollably.
Fear!
For the first time, he felt fear!
The usually high and mighty Horatio Leopold, for the first time, was trampled underfoot.
With no strength to resist.
"You come looking for me, yet you ask who I am?"
Julius Reed walked over to Templeton Lena and Venassa Pine, and ripped the ropes that bound them.
"Got a knife?"
He asked coldly.
Even Templeton Lena couldn’t help but shiver.
"Yes! I’ll go get it!"
After speaking, Templeton Lena, dragging his injured body, hurried downstairs.
Three minutes later.
He came running with a steel knife in hand.
"Mad Dragon! The knife!"
Templeton Lena roared deeply.
"You and Venassa Pine, get down."
Julius Reed clenched the steel knife in his hands, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent!
"Mad Dragon, you..."
"Go!"
Julius Reed growled, like an enraged lion.
Directly scaring Templeton Lena into silence.
"Follow orders." Venassa Pine, dragging her weary body, came over and pulled the somewhat stunned Templeton Lena, "Quick!" n𝚘𝚟𝚙u𝚋.co𝚖
"Okay..."
Templeton Lena felt a bit unfamiliar.
But he turned around and left with Venassa Pine.
"Ah... please... I beg... Ah!"
Before the two had left the rooftop, they heard screams.
And the sound of a steel knife cutting.
Clang!
The knife fell to the ground,
coated in blood.
Templeton Lena stood at the stair entrance, trembling all over.
He hadn’t misheard.
One hundred and eight cuts.
Until the final cut, Horatio Leopold ceased his screaming.
Thump!
Templeton Lena’s legs gave out, and he collapsed on the spot.
"Mad Dragon!"
Venassa Pine, just about to help him up, suddenly cried out in alarm.
Like she had seen a ghost, she was scared stiff against the wall.
And there.
Julius Reed, expressionless and covered in blood,
was standing right behind Templeton Lena.
Then.
He abruptly extended his hand and placed it on Templeton Lena’s shoulder!
