Chapter 4752
Bang!
The Tyrant Hammer crashed into the longsword the next second, shattering it. Then Diego
shouted as he was launched through the air, ripping a hole in the wall. He plummeted
violently to the earth after flying dozens of meters.
Diego had already been gravely injured when he fought Ambrose with his palm. He could
no longer defend himself against Ambrose's overbearing hammer strike.
After all, he was Darryl's son, the Elysium Gate's leader.
"Have you given any thought to your last words? How dare you do anything evil when
you're that weak?" Ambrose snarled, his eyes fixed on Diego.
Ambrose came toward Diego as he spoke, clutching his hammer tightly in his hand.
A strong aura filled the entire fishing village.
Diego was frozen in shock. His heart was racing with anxiety as he swallowed his saliva.
He thought the impact had cracked his ribcage.
"Sect Master Darby!"
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtDiego did not seem as arrogant as before when he saw Ambrose moving closer toward
him. Immediately, he exclaimed, "Please accept my apologies. I am Diego, the Sword
Sect's eldest disciple. I hope you will be kind enough to spare me."
He believed he could get away with just stating the Sword Sect's name!
However, he was wrong.
He was from the Great East's Sword Sect?
Quincy, who was still in the room at the time, grimaced and could not help but despise the
fact that the Sword Sect had such scum.
Ambrose said coldly, "Since you are from the Sword Sect, I won't spare you either." When
Debra was still the leader of the Artemis Sect, the Sword Sect had stirred so many troubles
for her. Debra was his father's woman, so how could Ambrose let Diego go so easily?
Ambrose sped up and kicked Diego hard as soon as he finished his words. Diego flew away
again, that time with the sound of broken bones, and landed on a nearby beach.
Diego's face was filled with dread, his eyes were wide open, and he was not breathing.
Shameless scum!
Ambrose cursed in his heart, turned around, and walked into the room. He looked at
Quincy and asked, "Are you okay?" "It's none of your business," Quincy snarled.
Even though she had escaped from the devil, she was not happy at all. Why did it have to
be Darryl's son who saved her?
Quincy's heart was filled with an unfathomable shame at the same time. Diego had just
ripped her robe and left it in a tangle, which was too embarrassing for anyone else to
witness.
Ambrose was speechless. He smiled and said, "Anyway, I saved you, but you didn't thank
me. No wonder my father doesn't like you." 2
Ambrose could not help but notice Quincy's lovely curves as he spoke.
That woman was cold, but she had a remarkable figure.
Quincy was embarrassed and unhappy when she felt Ambrose's attention on her, and she
was much more embarrassed and angry when she heard him mention Darryl. She stated
flatly, "You are only a child. What do you know? Your father doesn't like me? I don't care
for him at all. He is a b* stard who goes about flirting with a lot of women."
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAmbrose was getting a headache as Quincy became furious. "I am not going to fight you.
Are you sure you are fine and don't need help?"
Ambrose could tell that she was poisoned.
"No need!"
Quincy said decisively, "If you don't have anything else here, hurry up and leave. Don't
disturb me." Although Ambrose was an adult, Quincy could be his aunt in terms of
seniority. Even so, it was not reasonable for him to stay in the same room as her.
Furthermore, the Joyous Lust Pill in her body was about to take effect.
How could Ambrose witness her in that state?
Ambrose shook his head and walked out, a bitter look on his face, while she kept her
distance from him.
Quincy took a deep breath, hurriedly tidied up her robe, and sat cross- legged, attempting
to activate her internal energy to remove the Joyous Lust Pill's poison.
However, to her surprise, the poison of the Joyous Lust Pill was very strong. It would have
been better if she did not try to remove it. As soon as she activated her internal energy,
the poison spread faster in her body. In a blink of an eye, her forehead was covered with
sweat, and her face paled.