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Man With Super Medical Skill by Matthew

Chapter 2722
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Chapter 2722 Desmares Ghost Mask

At that moment, everyone craned their necks and was eager to catch a glimpse of the priceless treasure.

However, the black box held no surprises. It contained only sbroken ancient jewels and a mask made of an

unknown material.

Intrigued, Matthew picked it up. The mask was made of an unfamiliar black metal, its front featuring a fierce and

grimacing ghost face.

Upon closer inspection, Matthew was pleasantly surprised to discover that the ghost's face resembled that of

one of the Ten Netheron Darkbane, the King of Lecarres.

Wasn't Matthew also the Lecarres Summit Warden, one of the Martial League Summit Wardens? It appeared that

the mask and him were predetermined by fate.

Under Matthew's gaze, golden threads silently materialized inside the mask, gradually shaping the inscription

"Desmares." Instinctively, he drew the mask nearer to his cheek. "Matty!"

The crown prince had intended to warn Matthew about the potential danger of this mysterious, ghostly artifact.

However, before he could finish his words, the Desmares' mask had already seamlessly attached itself to

Matthew's cheek.

Instantaneously, a surge of otherworldly energy swept through the surroundings. With Matthew at the epicenter,

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all the objects in the room were sent hurtling, colliding with the walls before finally stopping. When everyone

redirected their gaze to Matthew, astonishment struck instantly. The figure before them seemed to have

metamorphosed into an unparalleled king. A single glance caused their breath to catch and their hearts to skip a

beat.

Matthew, inherently handswith a tall and upright figure, projected the air of a true king with the addition of

the mask. This prompted everyone to feel the urge to bow down in reverence.

After wearing the mask, he was pleasantly surprised to feel his spiritual power surge. With a mere thought, the

nine metal needles in his possession darted out. As he lifted his hand, the metal needles hovered around his

fingers.

These nine metal needles seemed like a natural extension of his body, effortlessly obeying his commands. He

couldn't help but exclaim, "How astonishing!"

The utilization of spiritual power demanded a high level of control. Previously, he could only manipulate a

maximum of four metal needles.

As he observed the crown prince and the others, Matthew was astonished to see their hearts through their

bodies directly. However, their heartbeats were remarkably slow. Before he could react, a sudden loud shout

resounded in his ears.

"Kill

The impact of the voice triggered a surge of murderous intent in Matthew's heart. Sensing the abrupt change, he

promptly removed his mask.

Before him, the pale-faced crown prince and his entourage looked as if they had just escaped hell. They were

panting heavily on the ground and covered in cold sweat.

Observing the crown prince's near-death appearance, Matthew inquired, "What's going on with you guys?"

The crown prince stared blankly at Matthew and said, "Matty, you're looking good... how about a smile?"

Matthew furrowed his brows after seeing the crown prince's foolish expression. He kicked the crown prince into

the air and shouted, "Get lost, you idiot!" Having experienced it firsthand, he now possessed a clear

understanding of the mask's function.

When he was about to put on the mask again, the crown prince promptly intervened, remembering the terrifying

ordeal they had faced earlier.

"Matty, don't play around. The few of us can't handle you fooling with that."

"Don't worry. This time, there won't be any surprises."

Immediately after uttering these words, Matthew wore the mask again.

"Oh no, run!"

The crown prince's expression turned grave as he attempted to flee the house.

Unfortunately, Solon was severely injured and immobile. His eyes widened with terror as he awaited impending

doom.

However, when Matthew wore the Desmares mask again, nothing occurred. There was no eerie aura, no

oppressive feeling-nothing had changed.

The others pondered, What's happening? Was it all just an illusion?

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