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The tension between the two factions was palpable as they readied
for battle.
“Master Hoffman, you owean explanation for Benjamin Freeman!
The leader of the Freeman Martial Alliance was around 40 years old.
He wore traditional clothes, and his square face was filled with
authority. His sharp eagle eyes were narrowed into a fierce glare.
Not a single soul dared meet his gaze, not even Robert, who
instinctively lowered his eyes.
Atlas raised a brow and quietly asked Winston beside him, “Who's this guy? He looks pretty arrogant!”
Winston took a deep breath, suppressing his fear. However, his voice,
still trembled as he spoke, “H-He... He's Hudson Freeman, the son of
Thames Freeman, the founder of the Freeman Martial Alliance.
“Word is he’s a partial Mystique Loyalty Realm expert. He's not shown
himself since the founding of the Freeman Martial Alliance. Log
like we're in big trouble this time!”
Atlas sneered. “Only in the partial Mystique Loyalty Realm? My mas
could turn him into pulp with one slap!” He turned to Nash with a
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smug smile. “Right, Master?”
Nash remained silent, his hands in his pockets as he watched the
show before him.
Hearing Atlas’ words, Robert calmed down as if he had been given a tranquilizer.
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“Hudson, the Freeman Martial Alliance is defying the heavens, relying
on four Mystique Loyalty Realm experts to aid you in your wrongdoing. Benjamin's death was his own fault as he
was
trespassing.”
Hudson sneered. “I won't waste words with you. Hand over my
cousin's murderer. Otherwise, every one of you will die today!”
Benjamin was the son of his eldest uncle. In the Freeman family, his
lineage held absolute authority.
When the Freeman Martial Alliance was established, Hudson's eldest
uncle did not appoint his own son as the leader. Instead, he made the decision based on strength. Before they
left, they entrusted the family to him, but he had failed to protect his closest relative.
If Hudson did not bring the killer to justice today, how could he face
his eldest uncle?
“Don’t you think the Freeman Martial Alliance has gone too far? How many people have you killed during your
recent challenges?”
The Profound Reality Realm expert standing next to Robert spoke He wore traditional garb and was around 50
years old with gray
hair. He had a mocking expression on his face.
“You're in the Profound Reality Realm?” Hudson frowned and gland at him, killing intent flashing his eyes. “Are
you saying that you kill
my cousin?”
Then, his immense partial Mystique Loyalty Realm aura instantly
enveloped the old man.
For a moment, Hendrix Quentin felt as if an invisible hand was
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choking him. It was like he was facing a ferocious primordial beast.
His face turned pale, and sweat poured down like rain as his heart practically jumped out of his chest.
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If a partial Mystique Loyalty Realm expert was already this terrifying,
how much stronger would a true Mystique Loyalty Realm expert be? Thinking this, he slowly turned his head to
look at Nash. Robert had
mentioned just now that he was a Mystique Loyalty Realm expert.
Nash strode forward. “I'm the one who killed him. If you have a
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problem, cat me.”
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Hendrix instantly felt the pressure disappear while Hudson's pupils
slightly contracted. Then, he inexplicably took a small step back. Who are you?”
Hudson stared at Nash coldly. The young man had so effortlessly
resisted his partial Mystique Loyalty Realm aura despite his tender
age.
“Is that important?” Nash still had his hands in his pockets. There
was a playful smile on his lips.
The students of the Martial Arts Association were dazed. They did
know whether to be happy or nervous. Atlas was impressive, and t person was Atlas’ master, so he had to be
skilled too.
Still, the leader of the Freeman Martial Alliance was a partial Mystiqu Loyalty Realm expert. They did not believe
that someone at Nash’ age could have broken through to the Mystique Loyalty Realm.
Hudson narrowed his eyes. “Killing my cousin is an act worthy of punishment. I'll give you two choices. First, kill
yourself to atone for your sins and I'll spare your family; second, I'll take action, and you
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family will die too!”
Cold light flashed in Nash's eyes.
He unleashed Eight Desolate Crumbling Fist. A phantom image instantly appeared, moving at an incredible
speed that was faster than lightning.
Before Hudson could react, Nash punched him through the chest.
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