Divorced and Dominant Now You Cry novel Chapter 869

Chapter 869

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Wynter’s mouth hung open in shock.

Beside her, Gavin’s gaze turned cold as he shot a sharp look toward George. For the first time, a faint sense of unease rose in bas

mind.

Jaden and Thomas both stood up abruptly. Their eyes widened in disbelief, and their throats went dry. They looked toward Lawrence, who remained calm and composed, as though he had expected this all along

The two men immediately recalled the wagers they had made with Lawrence earlier. A heavy feeling sank into their chests as a troubling realization crept in.

They wondered if they had been set up. If Cassian truly lost to Ashton, then Maxwell’s head would have to be handed over to Lawrence, and the legendary Sentinel Blade would belong to hum us well. That was an outcome they could never accept

“This is nothing more than a desperate last struggle. Cassian hasn’t even revealed his true strength yet. No matter what tricks Ashton uses, if he hasn’t entered the divine realm, he will still die.”

“You’re right. In the face of absolute power, every struggle Ashton makes will only make his death more miserable”

Jaden and Thomas forced themselves to calm down.

Nearby, Roxy’s body trembled slightly. She was certain Ashton was already on the brink of death and had no way to fight back, but she was wrong.

Achill crossed her face. Just as Ashton had said earlier, she had never truly trusted or understood the man who had once spent ten years by her side.

“Unfortunately, you still can’t win,” she murmured. “In the end, I cannot be the one who was wrong.”

Roxy had already witnessed Cassian’s abilities firsthand. She did not believe Ashton had any chance of defeating him.

Streams of energy erupted in rapid succession until the white beam of divine–realm power finally dissipated.

When the light finally cleared, it was obvious that every one of Cassian’s attacks had been blocked by Ashton’s Draconic Field World.

Black lightning and flames coiled around Ashton’s body, making his aura seem deeper and more chilling than before. He lifted his head and looked at Cassian with arrogant defiance before letting out a loud laugh.

“So, this is the technique you used to try to mill me, Cassin?” Ashton said mockingly.

“It doesn’t seem like much. With strength like this, you thought you could step on me and make a name for yourself? For someone who calls himself the appointed heir of an ancient martial arts family, you’re nothing but a disappointment.”

His words struck like a resounding slap across Cassian’s face. The muscles in Cassian’s expression twisted with anger, and the calm composure he had displayed earlier vanished.

“That technique… It belongs to George,” Cassian said, narrowing his eyes.

His gaze swept across the four pillars of black light as he watched the steady stream of spiritual energy pouring into Ashton’s body. His brows tightened into a deep frown.

“You’re drawing spiritual energy from the surroundings,” Cassian said coldly. “A human body has limits. Aren’t you afraid it will tear you apart? By now, your body should already be collapsing under the strain.”

“Sorry to disappoint you,” Ashton replied. “This much power is still within my limits. Now it’s my turn to attack. Are you ready

to die?”

The black flames in his eyes burned like a raging black dragon, growing hotter and more violent. His mind entered a state of

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