Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 628

Chapter 628

Every move Lawrence made was precise, unstoppable, as if the world itself bowed to his command.

Maxwell’s gaze sharpened as he felt the killing intent radiating from him. A cold, disdainful laugh escaped him.

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“Lawrence, you’re old. Back in your prime, I might’ve turned and run just to stay alive. But now, your strength doesn’t even come close to mine. Let me knock you off that throne.”

Excitement surged through him, blood pumped in his veins, and his muscles swelled with raw power. Every ounce of his energy focused on his right fist.

Maxwell’s voice boomed like a bell, as if announcing the arrival of a new era to the world.

“Draco Elephas Punch!”

The punch erupted outward like a detonating star, a terrifying storm of power coiled into one blow.

A faint smile lingered on Maxwell’s lips. Behind him, the images of a dragon and an elephant seemed to rise, looming like ancient spirits. His strike smashed against what appeared to be a simple, unassuming punch from Lawrence.

The moment Maxwell’s Draco Elephas Punch met Lawrence’s Sixfold Carnage Fist, the world fell silent as if time itself had

frozen.

Then came the explosion–a furious, chaotic roar that sounded like the collapse of a world. Energy tore through the air, ripples spiraled outward, and flames roared.

“What? That’s impossible!”

Maxwell’s smile vanished. His frown deepened, and his white robes billowed as if caught in a sudden storm.

He realized, with growing horror, that his Draco Elephas Punch had been completely stopped. It couldn’t even penetrate Lawrence’s absolute domain. Every ounce of force was repelled, and not a single hit landed.

And it wasn’t just that. The Sixfold Carnage Fist, which had seemed weaker than his own, was growing stronger with each passing moment.

Six different forces intertwined and merged, building a flood of power that quickly overwhelmed Maxwell, crushing his dominance and turning the tide completely.

“What is happening?”

A chill raced up Maxwell’s spine. This was the first time he had felt real fear when facing Lawrence. It wasn’t the fear of an elderly man but the awe and terror of facing a divine being.

“You still have much to learn,” Lawrence said with a sneer.

He amplified the power of the Sixfold Carnage Fist and slammed it down. The force rolled like a mountain avalanche, shattering everything in its path, tearing through Maxwell’s defenses. The final blow struck him squarely.

It was as if a mountain had landed on his chest. Blood spewed from his mouth as he flew backward, staggering and disoriented. The once–pristine image of the elegant, snow–white gentleman was gone, replaced by a defeated, battered figure.

Everyone present was shaken to the core. No one had expected that after effortlessly killing Kayden, Lawrence could also send the head of the Dominion Vanguard, Maxwell, reeling with a single punch.

Was this really the same elderly man who was on his deathbed?

“Back in his prime, Mr. Clarkson Senior’s Legion dominated every organization across the country, crushing every criminal gang. Few dared to oppose him. That Legion was something to be remembered.

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