When Boris turned around again, the swords had collided, creating at deafening sh so loud he could


    feel his eardrums shake. The vi was turned into a pile of rubble by the sword forms and de.


    radiance as it copsed with a thunderous roar.


    Fortunately, Boris had already taken Duncan far away from the scene.


    desman Divus and The Swordsman continued exchanging blows, their sword forms and de


    radiance wreaking havoc.


    Boris retreated another hundred meters away with Duncan.


    The Zell family’s luxurious mansion was located on the outskirts, and now that it was nighttime, the


    ongoing battle was not easily noticed.


    “Godfather, is desman Divus really that strong?” Duncan asked as he narrowed his eyes and


    focused on the terrifying scene in the distance. He realized now that this was the extent of a martial


    artist’s power.


    Still gripped by lingering fear, Boris replied, “I didn’t expect that desman Divus to be able to use


    Sword Body Reflection!”


    Duncan turned his head to look at Boris, astonished, “Body reflection? Are you saying that the one


    fighting against The Swordsman isn’t the real deal?”


    Boris nodded slowly. “Yes, that’s just a phantasm created by


    desman Divus using his sword intent, spiritual power, and arge amount of true energy.”


    After saying this, Boris’ expression suddenly turned into one of surprise. Duncan’s heart constricted at


    the sight. “Godfather, what’s wrong?”


    “When I brought you away just now, everyone else had disappeared,” Boris replied in a deep voice. It


    was then that Duncan realized there did not seem to be anyone around when Boris had hesitated at


    the railing with him before taking him away.


    “There should be another Mystique Loyalty Realm expert, and this person is extremely fast if he was


    able to conceal his aura without being detected.”


    The muscles on Boris’ face twitched slightly. Both he and The


    Swordsman had underestimated Divus’ strength. Divus’ sword body reflection should not be a match


    for The Swordsman.


    If it had been the man himself, Boris and The Swordsman would only have been able to barely contend


    with him. If there was another- mysterious Mystique Loyalty Realm expert around, Boris and The


    Swordsman would definitely not be their match in a two-on-two situation.


    “The desman intervened thest time to protect Nash, and now. he’s helping his friends. What


    exactly is their rtionship?”


    Duncan rubbed his eyes and murmured while looking at the distant scene of shing des.


    Boris pondered a bit before replying, “It’s likely that dessman Divus received guidance from


    Johnathan Calcraft before he ascended, and Nash has been entrusted to him.”


    Duncan chuckled, the realization dawning upon him. “I see. I thought desman Divus was affiliated


    with the Young family!”


    These words left Boris puzzled as he asked, “What rtionship does. Nash have with the Young


    family?”


    Duncan had not discussed much about Nash with his godfather. In response to the man’s question, he


    slowly said, “He’s more urately known as Nash Young.”


    Another one of the Zell family’s private mansions was the ce where they previously entertained the


    lord of the Northern Territory, Philix Xing. It was also where Nash had reversed the very same man’s


    fate.


    At this moment, many Blood Fiends were attempting an assassination. With thebined efforts of


    various experts, however, those killers were defeated.


    So many people had died in that battle that no one from the Zell family was willing to move in. Thus,


    the private mansion remained vacant with only a few maids cleaning the ce regrly.


    Outside the door, seven cars came to a stop. Grant led a group of people as they came rushing in.


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    Theo had Sherman, who was unconscious, on his back. Meanwhile, Hera had a blood-soaked Melody


    propped on her delicate body.


    When the maid who was cleaning the ce saw this scene, she quickly ran to the sofa and lifted the


    cover protecting the sofa.


    “Dad, why aren’t you here yet?” Mireille frowned while she was on a call with her father. She had called


    him 15 minutes ago, asking him to bring some healing medicine and needles.


    The current location was not far from was not far from Ancient


    Street, and it would take only ten minutes to drive here. Now, 15 minutes had passed and her father


    was still nowhere in sight. Her grandfather would get angryter.


    “I’ll be there soon, I’ll be there soon!” An anxious voice came from the other end of the line, followed by


    a series of honks. “There’s a bit of traffic on the road today, or else I would’ve already arrived!”


    Mireille urged, “Hurry up! They’re seriously injured!”


    Hera and Theo ced the two injured individuals on the sofa. Brian approached the sofa, lifting


    Sherman with one hand before vigorously thumping him on his back.