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My Waste Husband novel Chapter 1355

Verrall turned his head and saw with his own eyes that a layer of ice crystals had already blanketed Joselito's body completely. Joselito's eyebrows and hair had frosted over them. His face was pale as a sheet, as if he had been frozen long ago.

Joselito's pupils gradually lost its liveliness.

"No! No!" Verrall bellowed. Qi swords appeared and disappeared behind him like a glitch in a video-game.

"Bro, this old guy had gone mad!" Ranjeet said as he stared at Verrall. He was acting very strangely.

"Run, Henry." The Heretic God's voice rang out again. "The energy in his body is on the verge of exploding. The damage would be horribly terrifying. You won't be able to withstand it. Run!"

The white figure that had appeared behind Henry earlier faded away gradually. The sword strike Henry had used earlier could be regarded as Henry's most powerful move, but it had to rely on the power of the true spirits of those deceased inheritors. If he were to fight Verrall again, Henry would definitely be no match for him, let alone when Verrall's blood was boiling with pure fury.

Henry was no fool too. He naturally did not want to engage with Verrall who was in such a state.

"Don't follow me. Go back to your ancestral grounds on your own. Verrall would be targeting me. When you arrive at your ancestral grounds, help me inquire about my wife's whereabouts. Her name is Sylvia." After leaving Ranjit with that message, Henry turned around and sped off into the fog.

Verrall waved his remaining arm and a ray of Qi wrapped Joselito's already stiff body. He carried it to Joselito on his back and drew out a sword from Joselito's waist. It was the sword from the inheritance of Western Xia.

Razor sharp Qi flowed around Verall's body constantly.

"D*mn you, Henry Zhang, I swear that I will use your blood to mourn my lord!"

Verrall sped off into the dark fog, chasing after Henry, his violent Qi raging. At that moment, Verrall was already in a state of madness.

Henry no longer had time to decide what steps he had to take to escape the formation the moment he plunged into the fog, Verrall was hot on his tail.

"Henry, this man is extremely powerful. Given your current condition, it's almost impossible for you to kill him. Let's go to the ancestral grounds of Loulan. Once you absorb the energy of the true spirit there, you'd be able to step into Spiritcontrol. When that happens, you won't have to fear that person anymore," the Heretic God transmitted thoughts like this to Henry repeatedly.

"Shut up." Henry ordered coldly.

Obviously, the Heretic God was very afraid of Henry's threats, and immediately stopped providing such suggestions and came up with another idea. "How about I lend you my power temporarily so that you can kill him easily. What do you think? If you use my powers, you can get anywhere freely in this world and kill whoever you wish to."

Henry did not have any more time for banter with the Heretic God, because Verrall was already on his tail.

Countless Qi swords filled with killing intent sped towards Henry. Verrall's decision to kill Henry had already been set in stone.

Henry fled as quickly as he could silently, determined to escape from the wrath of Verall.

By the shipyard, Ranjeet sat cross-legged on the ground as he chanted the words from Buddhist scriptures, saying that he was helping to free the souls from pain and purgatory.

The heavily injured Kaeto was bound up by the inheritors. They had only hatred for Kaeto and his son, Maurits, who had been pinned to the ground after a beating so heavy that he could no longer move.

"Amitabha, benefactors, please board the ship with me." Ranjeet got up and said.

At that moment, no one dared to be disrespectful to Ranjeet. Not mentioning how powerful Henry was, they could not be more thankful for Ranjeet s appearance. If it had not been for the both of them, they would all have ended up as fodder for Kaeto.

All of them boarded the boat and crossed the surface of the lake under the lead of Ranjeet.

"Venerable Master, will Brother Zhang be okay?" Wei Lan looked at the fog worriedly.

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