Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 767

Chapter 767

In that instant, it looked as if the entire space had been sliced into fragments by the relentless waves of sword energy.

Ashton locked eyes with Gareth and snarled, “How dare you act so insolent in my presence with your trivial swordsmanship!”

Gareth, facing the dragon’s overwhelming might, shuddered as his pupil dilated. He couldn’t hold back the instinctive fear rising within him. “H–How can this be…”

Gareth’s mouth went dry as a chilling sense of dread washed over him and shattered his once–steady resolve.

He frantically shook his head to clear the distractions and, with gritted teeth, forced every remaining drop of his blood essence and power into Hell–Bane. His face was contorted from all the agony and rage as he bellowed, “Go to hell, Ashton!”

Hell–Bane unleashed its ultimate sword intent and hammered against the massive black sword Ashton had manifested.

That impact reverberated through the sky as the two forces fought for dominance.

There was a series of rumbles that shook the air as the explosion’s roar continued unabated for more than ten minutes. Hell–Bane collided with Ebon Dragon Slash in an explosively direct confrontation, continuing relentlessly until one side’s energy was utterly spent, bringing the fight to a definitive conclusion.

It didn’t matter how one looked at it—the deathmatch stage inside the barrier was in shambles, completely enveloped under the vast sword intent. It appeared as though a demon and a black dragon were engaged in a bloody sky–borne brawl, a fight to the death where only one would remain standing.

A moment later, a sharp dragon’s roar rang out, and the massive black sword–might swept through the deathmatch stage like a forest fire, obliterating and swallowing Hell–Bane’s energy.

Hell–Bane began to shake violently before its power gave way completely, leaving it defenseless against Ebon Dragon Slash. In the midst of the crackle of black sparks, the massive black sword slammed into Hell–Bane with a sharp, piercing crack. Those present watched as Hell–Bane emitted what seemed like a sorrowful cry. The sword intent condensed around its blade vanished completely, and the entire blade looked as though it had lost all brilliance, becoming utterly lackluster.

It was then that the renowned Hell–Bane was penetrated by a horrific sword intent, snapping into two pieces in mid–air. It was also at this moment that the strike Gareth had swung with all his might was completely crushed.

Gareth suffered a violent backlash, spitting out a mouthful of blood as his wounds tore open. He staggered back in terror and confusion, gripped by a profound fear of death.

He attempted to draw on more power, only to find that his spiritual energy was completely spent. His vitality had also dried up, leaving him swaying on his feet like a dying plant.

“I refuse to believe this!” Gareth’s pupils expanded in a hollow, dead–eyed stare. He had been backed into a corner with no way

out.

In a flash, the massive black sword–still radiating a powerful killing intent–locked onto Gareth and surged downward with a whistle.

“I can’t!” Gareth was seized by absolute terror. He staggered backward repeatedly, yet had nowhere to dodge. He made a frantic, last–second adjustment to ensure his heart and lungs weren’t in the direct line of fire.

The massive black sword–long enough to span half the deathmatch stage—skewered Gareth through the midsection, and with a sudden upward motion, carried Gareth’s body into the air, trapping him there.

It was a scene of pure, bloody violence.

Gareth’s blood ran down the length of the black sword, dripping onto the deathmatch stage with a sharp, rhythmic tapping. His

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head, once held high, was now bowed in shame, his face a ghostly mask of ruin.

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