Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 796

Chapter 796

Lawrence was actually consuming his own life span every time he made a move.

In addition, given his condition, every move aggravated his deep–seated injuries and caused him to suffer excruciating pain.

Lawrence laughed heartily. “How could you still underestimate me, Ashton? Didn’t I tell you that I wouldn’t allow these bastards to push you around? I’ll kill Logan first since he wants you dead!”

He stated coldly, “It had been quite some time since I last took a life, so it seemed like many had forgotten how many I had killed and how much scum I had sent to hell back then. It’s time for them to rediscover what fear truly means–and also reverence.”

Lawrence turned and cast a contemptuous glance at Logan. “It’s time for the Empyrean Sentinel to have a new head!”

Logan trembled as his heart sank. He was chilled by the killing intent directed at him. A sense of impending death gripped him. He knew then that Lawrence actually intended to take his life.

He no longer dared to confront Lawrence. He was well aware of Lawrence’s reputation. At the height of his power, this man killed as if he were slaughtering animals.

In that instant, Logan’s spiritual energy surged, driving him to burst forward at his absolute limit as he bolted away from the deathmatch stage. He knew he had to stay alive, no matter what.

He had just leaped into the air to escape when a vast shadow fell over him. Lawrence had thrown a punch that seemed to block out the sky, descending with an overwhelming force to crush him.

Logan’s pupil dilated as he broke out in goosebumps, his terror becoming absolute. His cultivation and power had grown steadily since attaining the position as the head of the Empyrean Sentinel.

He had occasionally felt that the older generation was insignificant, particularly those like Lawrence whose spiritual energy was exhausted.

He felt utterly dwarfed at that moment. He was so far beneath Lawrence’s level that the idea of winning never even crossed his mind. He had only one thought in mind–to flee from the scene.

Logan, gritting his teeth, pressed his hands together and channeled all his inner energy to create his most powerful light barrier, hoping that it would be enough to stop Lawrence’s lethal blow.

In that instant, the massive fist came crashing down with six distinct forces layered upon one another, their power multiplying exponentially.

Logan’s light barrier was brutally shattered as the blow hammered him deep into the ground.

His body had fallen straight down, twisting grotesquely under the massive impact. His bones were subjected to overwhelming, destructive force, splintering apart with successive cracking sounds. He couldn’t withstand the overwhelming power, no matter how much he struggled.

He coughed up more blood as he slammed into the ground, leaving a large crater. He was left a mass of torn flesh and gore.

That one punch was all it took to utterly demolish Logan, the head of the Empyrean Sentinel. That demonstrated exactly the power behind Lawrence–as long as he was still breathing, these low–lifes would never have their day of dominance.

In that instant, those from the Empyrean Sentinel turned pale with fear. Their throats went dry as they instinctively stepped back, terrified that Lawrence might turn his killing intent toward them next. They knew very well that they were no match for his fury.

“Do you have any last words?” Lawrence asked coldly, appearing as if he hadn’t moved an inch while his hand was stained with Logan’s blood.