Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 817

Chapter 817

Elowen looked down at Ashton with a cold

ion and threatened him,

Ashton drew in a deep breath, his entire body trembling under the strain. Without saying anything, he channeled all of his strength into the black giant sword in his hands and roared, “Ebon Dragon Slash!”

The blade burst with dark light, taking the form of a massive dragon rolling through the clouds. It plunged downward, compressing its force into a single point as it cut toward her brow.

This strike carried immense power. It was the strongest sword attack Ashton could unleash, capable of threatening the divine realm.

Elowen’s gaze sharpened. She hadn’t expected someone at the semi–divine realm to release a strike of this magnitude. Under the suppression of the fundamental laws of reality, the attack forced her to exert a fraction of her strength.

She spread her five fingers, and the world within her palm expanded at once. It swallowed the descending sword force. The black dragon was confined within her palm domain, reduced to a futile struggle.

“You’re still too weak. You don’t understand the power of laws.”

A cold smile curved at the corners of her lips. In the next instant, her eyes widened in shock.

Ashton appeared before Elowen without warning, his body engulfed in black, explosive flames. At the cost of burning his Drakeborne lineage and enduring immense backlash, he released the full force of his physical power. Like burning magma, he drove forward and slammed into her.

From the beginning of the fight, he had known that in terms of realm and cultivation, he was no match for Elowen. His only chance to save Sylvia was to force her back with raw physical strength and seize a silver of possibility from the brink of death.

“Damn it!”

Elowen had clearly underestimated him. Caught off guard, she stumbled back several steps and briefly

lost her composure.

At that moment, Ashton swallowed a mouthful of blood and ignored his injuries. He wrapped an arm around Sylvia’s slender waist and retreated quickly, shielding her in his arms.

“I’m here. Don’t be afraid,” he said in a low voice.

When Sylvia saw the torn wounds across his body, the blood soaking through his clothes, and the fact that he had risked everything to pull her to safety, her tears broke free. They streamed down her face without restraint.

“You must have a death wish!”

Elowen’s anger flared. Spiritual energy surged through her body. Killing intent gathered in her palm as

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force rose from the ground and formed a violent storm that engulfed Ashton.

“If I kill you today, it’ll be justified. I’ll also sever my disciple’s distracting thoughts so she can properly become the Holy Maiden of Stellar Hall.”

Her eyes flashed coldly as she drove her palm toward Ashton’s heart.

In an instant, the shadow of death fell over his Sea of Consciousness. His Drakeborne lineage erupted in response. Deep within his soul, invisible shackles trembled.

He kept Sylvia behind him and prepared to stake everything on it. Even if he had to sacrifice his Drakeborne lineage, he would withstand this blow. If it came to the final moment, he would drag Elowen down with him. After all, he still had one final trump card.

At the brink of life and death, Sylvia suddenly wrapped her arms around him. With a swift turn, she moved him behind her and shielded him with her own body.

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