NovelEnglishChapter 1150
Lazarus leaned closer to Nash nervously.
“What is it? | don’t seem to hear anything!”
Nash shone his flashlight on the two-meter-tall bronze statue.
The statue held an ax in both hands. He had a ferocious grin on his face. His eyes were as wide as bells.
Just one look would make one’s heart tremble.
Nash looked into the statue's eyes, and a majestic voice suddenly
cinto his ears. “Kneel...”
The voice was like thunder.
Nash’s energy and blood surged. The mental power in his mind
almost collapsed.
He used his true energy to resist this pressure.
Spider-web-like cracks spread in all directions on the stone bricks
underfoot.
“My ass! Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist!”
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Nash gritted his teeth, clenched his fist, and punched out.
The sonic explosion rang out and shook the entire tomb violently.
Nash punched the bronze statue in the chest, and the statue slid five
meters away from the ground.
The majestic pressure dissipated immediately.
Nash sneered. “That's it?”
The statue slid swiftly across the ground and arrived in front of Nash
almost instantly..
He brought down the two giant axes in his hands.
Nash punched out again.
His speed was as fast as lightning. The sonic boom caused cracks to
appear on the walls of the underground palace.
The bronze statue was knocked away again.
Nash then punched out, intending to smash the statue.
“Presumptuous!” Another thunderous voice came.
A headless shadow appeared out of thin air in front of the bronze
statue.
In his right hand, he held a huge ax that was almost as tall as N
He held the ax in both hands and struck forward.
A sharp cut capable of destroying heaven and earth slashed towar
Nash.
Nash had a hunch that this ax was enough to cut him in half.
He held out the Divine Farmer's Cauldron before him.
The Divine Farmer's Cauldron was blown away by the sharp edge of the ax.
A crack appeared on the cauldron.
What the fuck?
Nash’s expression suddenly changed. The cauldron was a magical weapon, but it actually cracked?
Fortunately, the headless shadow just struck out with the ax and then disappeared.
“Master Nash...” Lazarus quickly ran to Nash and asked with concern,
“Are you okay?”
Nash looked at the bronze statue warily and said, “I'm fine...”
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Lazarus breathed a sigh of relief. “The headless shadow just now was the God of War, Zavtin. Fortunately, it was
just a one-tattack!”
Nash's mouth twitched hard.
Zavtin?
This was a fucking legendary figure.
No wonder the ax could leave a crack in the Divine Farmer's Cauldro
Lazarus looked at the bronze statue and said, “Lettry. | seem to
have heard the call of the bronze statue just now!”
“Are you sure? | suspect that this bronze statue is the culprit behind that extra spirit lingering in your grandpa’s
body!” Nash reminded him.
Lazarus took a deep breath. “We're both members of the Warlock Sect. He wouldn't harm me!”
There was a hint of appreciation in Nash's eyes. “Go ahead, then. If
he dares to touch you, I'll cut him into pieces!”
This sentence was meant for the bronze statue. The fact that he
crushed the bronze statue with two punches just now showed that his current strength was higher than that of
the bronze statue.
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