Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 771

Chapter 771

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Those around continued clamoring.

“What is going through Ashton’s head? There are times when there’s no need to take things to such an extreme! Does Ashton honestly believe he’s a match for Wycliffe?”

“He’s overplayed his hand! He has no sense of when to push and when to back down!”

“You guys have no idea what you’re talking about!”

It was then that someone, with fists clenched, declared with pride, “It is precisely because everyone fears Wycliffe that Mr. Gray’s statement is so admirable! It’s a life–or–death match, so stepping onto the stage means wagering your own life!

“Why should Gareth be released just because Wycliffe showed up? You guys remember that we’re in Casoria, right? Have you guys also forgotten how those Jalunese bastards treated us with such contempt?”

In that instant, someone bellowed, “Get him!”

In the meantime, the legionnaires beside Neil grew tense. They held their breath in agonizing suspense, their eyes turning bloodshot with a mixture of fury and anticipation.

“Mr. Clarkson Senior was set up in Jalun back then–that’s the only reason Wycliffe managed to beat him! That was his biggest regret in life, and Ashton is settling that score on his behalf!” Neil’s eyes welled up with tears.

He knew exactly what terrifying consequences would follow Ashton’s defiance and humiliation of Wycliffe.

Ashton would essentially be on the hit list of every Jalunese expert after this. He had severed all diplomatic ties with the Jalunese martial arts community, choosing justice over his own survival.

Kayla wiped her tears, gradually falling for Ashton.

“What did you say?” Wycliffe was momentarily taken aback. He turned a startled gaze toward Ashton, knowing full well that throughout the world, there were barely a handful of men with the nerve to deny him.

“I’ll say it again–Gareth is a Jalunese bastard that deserves to die today! You, on the other hand, used traps and schemes to bring down Mr. Clarkson Senior! You’re nothing but an old geezer who has no right to flaunt your power here!

“You should watch closely as I kill your favorite mentee–and witness every second of his miserable death!” Ashton narrowed his eyes as he fueled the black sword with his very blood essence.

In that instant, a draconic howl echoed as the black sword descended again toward Gareth’s brow, trailing bolts of lightning and streaks of flame. It was a display of absolute dominance. A brilliant, dark light erupted as Ashton focused his entire momentum into a single, unstoppable strike.

“How presumptuous!” Wycliffe’s projection bellowed, radiating a sudden, violent killing intent. He, however, was merely a spectral projection. There was a clear ceiling to the power he could wield.

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