My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1292

Three shadows stood in three different directions above the island.

Gervais, the president of the Recluse Association, wore a white long robe. There was no pattern on his robe, and his golden hair was particularly dazzling under the sunlight. It was as if he was the legendary person who had the light of the world. He looked like he was in his thirties, and his face was handsome. Anyone who looked at his face would feel as if they were bathing in the spring breeze.

The leader of the Alvin League, Ranulfo Lan, had a gentle and elegant name. However, his image was far from elegant. He was about 1.7 metres tall and stood in the air. He was shirtless and muscles bulged all over his body. If one looked carefully, one would find that there seemed to be a layer of ice crystals covering his body.

The Sacred Lord of Noble Berserkers was wearing a casual suit that could not be more ordinary. He stood in the air with his hands clasped behind his back. He wore a white mask, and there was no expression or outline on the mask. However, people always had a strange feeling when they looked at him. He just stood there quietly, giving people a very arrogant feeling.

Dougal's face was full of smiles as he leaped into the air as well.

Today, the leaders of the four great powers in the world are gathered on the top of the island, standing in four different directions.

"It's rare for old friends to take time to come out. It looks like the situation recently isn't too bad." Dougal swept his gaze across his surroundings.

Ranulfo looked down and said, "Celestino, put the matter between you and Martial Emperor aside. You have other things to deal with. Go."

Celestino standing below didn't respond. His gaze was fixed on Dougal, and one could see more and more black Qi rising up from him.

"Celestino." Ranulfo frowned. "Go, deal with other matters."

Celestino still did not answer. The black Qi rising from his body formed a seemingly tangible black lance in front of him. The lance, as black as ink, was held in Celestino's hand.

"Dougal, I really have waited for this day for too long! A hundred years! A full hundred years!" Celestino raised his head and roared, "Finally, I am able to see you. I am just too happy, too happy. In the past hundred years, I have thought of countless methods to torture you. This time, I will use them all on you! I want you to suffer a fate worse than death!"

A long black dragon rose up from the back of the Celestino and headed straight for Dougal in the sky.

Ranulfo sighed when he saw that Celestino couldn't stop himself from taking action. "Sigh, although we're old friends and should have a few drinks, it's better for everyone to start exercising their muscles and bones before drinking. I happen to want to see just what realm Martial Emperor has reached."

A long knife of white ice crystal appears out of thin air in Ranulfo's hand. He and Celestino, one black and the other white, had two completely different styles, but they were equally powerful.

The Recluse Association and the Alvin League have been secretly united. Now Ranulfo and Celestino were working together. How could Gervais not do anything about it?

"The name of Martial Emperor is really well-known in recent years. I don't know if I'm able to defeat you with my old bones." A holy wand appeared in front of Gervais.

"Interesting." The Noble Berserkers' Sacred Lord laughed. "Why don't you count me in when it comes to fighting? Since you three are on the same side, then I'll stand on the side of Dougal." "Everyone, let's go up and fight." Dougal looked up at the sky, and then his figure rose once again.

Everyone rushed to the sky with tacit understanding. Today, it was originally bright and clear without clouds for thousands of miles, but soon, dark clouds surged in the sky above the island.

The people seated in the great hall of the castle noticed this change. The powerful aura coming from above caused their hearts to palpitate.

A black shadow covered the island. Everyone stood there atop the island, staring into the skies.

"What's going on? Has the sky suddenly changed?"