Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 766

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“It’s time to settle this once and for all! I’ll see if you have what it takes to block my final blow–the strongest I have, Ashton!” Gareth’s face contorted, making him look more hideous than a demon from the pits of hell.

He refused to let his journey end in defeat.

He was Wycliffe’s mentee and the one destined to carry the torch for Jalunese swordsmanship. He couldn’t possibly allow himself to be defeated by a Casorian brat, who happened to be Lawrence’s successor.

He didn’t hesitate to burn his own life force, pushing his body into a peak state to unleash the most powerful strike he was capable of producing.

“Sword, rise!” Gareth bellowed.

Hell–Bane shot into the air, trailing a shower of sparks as it circled overhead. It circled high in the sky, a faint, cold light shimmering on the blade as its killing intent rapidly climbed to the peak of the semi–divine realm.

Gareth held nothing back, draining his own vitality to empower Hell–Bane, which grew frenzied upon consuming the blood. Hell -Bane’s killing intent exploded once more, seemingly on the verge of surpassing the semi–divine realm’s boundary.

In a flash, the sword pivoted, its freezing point locking onto Ashton’s heart as if ready to skewer him through in a single

heartbeat.

“Do you sense death creeping in now, Ashton? Hell–Bane is my ultimate technique, sharing the same name as my sword! I’ll drive this sword through your heart and pin you to the very air! You can’t beat me, Ashton!” Gareth’s face was deathly pale, having poured his entire vitality into Hell–Bane.

He was aware that those below the divine realm could never withstand this strike. He was currently the strongest in the semi- divine realm.

Ashton sneered as he cast a sideways glance at Hell–Bane spinning furiously in the air, its killing intent washing over the

deathmatch stage.

He retorted smugly, “Is this all you’ve got? You clearly have no idea what it truly means to be a swordsman! You aren’t even worthy of drawing a sword in my presence!”

He displayed his utter arrogance with that statement, completely disregarding Gareth’s status as Wycliffe’s mentee.

“How dare you claim I don’t have what it takes to be a swordsman! You should go to hell, you bumbling fool!” Gareth laughed in a fit of fury. He swung his blood–stained hand and bellowed, “Hell–Bane!”

In an instant, the legendary Hell–Bane acted like a horde of demons surging from the gates of hell. It formed a terrifying killing intent–the greatest seen in the semi–divine realm–that fused with Gareth’s resolve and struck directly at Ashton’s chest.

Hell–Bane caused the sky to pale the moment it was drawn, as if light itself were retreating.

Those present felt a jolt in their chests as their hearts raced. They were caught in a state of peak suspense, paralyzed by a crushing sense of fear.

“Is Mr. Gray capable of stopping Gareth’s ultimate strike?”

“That strike is the pinnacle of the semi–divine realm! Though I have faith in him, Ashton is in no state to stop a strike like that the chances of him withstanding this blow are far too low!”

“It would take a miracle for Ashton to survive this! Is such a thing even possible, though?”

Those present felt deeply unsettled.

Wanda, Sylvia, and the others were so nervous that they could barely breathe. Their gazes were fixed entirely on Ashton, with tears glistening in their eyes..

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“It’s time to settle this once and for all! I’ll see if you have what it takes to block my final blow–the strongest I have, Ashton!” Gareth’s face contorted, making him look more hideous than a demon from the pits of hell.

He refused to let his journey end in defeat.

He was Wycliffe’s mentee and the one destined to carry the torch for Jalunese swordsmanship. He couldn’t possibly allow himself to be defeated by a Casorian brat, who happened to be Lawrence’s successor.

He didn’t hesitate to burn his own life force, pushing his body into a peak state to unleash the most powerful strike he was capable of producing.

“Sword, rise!” Gareth bellowed.

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“Ashton has to win!”

Prayers echoed endlessly throughout the crowd.

“Sword, rise!” Ashton’s voice boomed across the land, a roar like a god’s that shattered the silence in everyone’s subconscious.

With a wave of his hand, Ashton manipulated his inner energy to form a sword. In that instant, the spiritual energy whistled through the trembling space, bringing with it a storm of flame and lightning that caused a massive black sword to appear, locking onto Hell–Bane.

He poured his blood essence into the sword, transforming its energy into that of a dragon roaring through a lightning storm. It was at that moment that his Drakeborne Essence reached a fever pitch.

“I’d like you to behold Ebon Dragon Slash, then!” Ashton, with blood streaming from his eyes, infused his ocular technique into the massive black sword, causing a series of draconic roars to erupt.

In that instant, the two forces met, their respective domains clashing like rogue planets in a void and letting out a horrific roar. Their resulting weaponized energy sprayed across the deathmatch stage in a frantic deluge, resembling a heavy downpour of razor–sharp rain.

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