Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 738

Chapter 738

“An ocular technique? Can Ashton break free from it?”

“I don’t think so. Once Harvey’s Mind–Devouring Gaze takes hold, there’s only one outcome. The Sea of Consciousness collapses, and the target becomes an empty shell. I didn’t expect Ashton to fall here.

“This is what makes the Sage so terrifying. He always finds the perfect opening and makes the right arrangements. Ashton is still too young, and he walked straight into their trap.”

A heavy silence settled over Kayla’s group.

“What a waste of a rare talent.”

Flint shook his head and let out a cold chuckle before turning to Harvey.

“Finish it. This farce has gone on long enough.”

Nearby, Irina looked at Ashton with a trace of regret in her eyes.

Reality was often this cruel. Just when Ashton thought he had reached the peak, the ground gave way beneath his feet and sent him plunging into the abyss.

“Yes, Mr. Vance,” Harvey replied with a nod.

His fingers clenched into a fist as he drove a punch straight toward Ashton’s head, aiming to crush his skull and end any chance of a miracle.

On the Legion’s side, several people moved at once as they tried to rush in and save Ashton. The moment they did, Flint and the vanguards moved just as fast to intercept them. They wanted to see Ashton pay with his life.

But just as everyone believed Ashton was about to be reduced to a spray of blood, Harvey’s explosive punch stopped short. It halted at the center of Ashton’s brow, brimming with killing intent yet unable to advance even an inch further.

Harvey’s body stiffened abruptly, as if frozen in place. His movements were completely out of his control.

“Harvey, what are you doing? Strike now,” Flint shouted, eyes narrowing.

Harvey’s features contorted as he lost the ability to speak. The only sensations left to him were searing pain in his eyes and a burning heat spreading through his body.

“You actually thought your Mind–Devouring Gaze could control me? Or did you think I got careless because I was too excited and handed you an opening?”

The dull emptiness in Ashton’s eyes vanished as he smiled, carrying the calm inevitability of the Grim Reaper himself.

A chill ran through Flint’s group as instinctive fear took hold, deep and unavoidable. It felt like realizing too late that something had gone terribly wrong, the kind of dread that came from facing an outcome that could no longer be changed.

The truth settled in soon after–Ashton had never been controlled by the Mind–Devouring Gaze. From the beginning, he had been toying with them.

“He did it on purpose. Damn it! He used this chance to recover his strength. He was heavily drained earlier and far from his peak. If they’d attacked immediately, they might have killed him. Instead, Harvey tried to use an ocular technique, and Ashton pretended to fall for it and used that time to recover.”

“That’s vicious.”

“No. That’s genius. This is a life–or–death match. One mistake decides everything, and Ashton seized that moment.”

“This opponent is terrifying. I can feel despair just watching this.”

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