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Duncan paid his words no heed. Instead, a sinister smile crept onto his face as he gripped the spear handle and shot toward Nash.

A strong sense of crisis enveloped Nash, and he hurriedly tried to communicate with the Divine Farmer's Cauldron, only to find that he could not summon it.

Two dazzling beams of light, one white and one green, landed in front of Nash.

It was Anton and Roxy. Anton had a flaming broadsword in his hand while 11 divine runes were slowly circling Roxy. They radiated brilliance the moment they appeared, each displaying their abilities as they charged toward the flying shadow. Nash breathed a slight sigh of relief.

However, his expression darkened in the next second as he saw Anton and Roxy being sent flying far away by a single strike from the shadow. It was over.

Nash's head felt like it was exploding as the sword in his hand trembled while emitting a dragon's cry.

"Prepare to die!" Duncan's face was twisted with ferocity as he stabbed the crimson spear in his hand toward Nash's heart fiercely.

This was a remnant soul left by his ancestor, and it was capable of exerting power as great as the third stage of the Tribulation Realm.

"You'll be the one to end the Chosen One? You think you have what it takes?" The shadow behind Duncan was 20 meters tall, even larger than the Crow Deity Nash faced before.

The spear looked like a red-hot iron rod now as it scorched the air just ten meters away from Nash.

Nash's eyes were about to pop out of his skull as veins bulged all over his body. "Master, save me!" he yelled, not knowing if his summoning would be successful. He had no choice but to seek Johnathan's protection now, however. A pitch-black fissure suddenly appeared in front of Nash.

Nash's pupils contracted violently. "What the...?" Did he actually summon his master?

A pristine white skeleton stepped out from the fissure. This skeleton had two purple flames burning in its eye sockets and held a broadaxe in its well-defined hand. Gripping the ax handle with both hands, the skeleton swung it down forcefully. A golden, hundred-meter-long ax form descended and instantly shattered the black shadow.

Duncan raised his spear to block the ax form, and a massive runic shield formed around him. This shield could even withstand attacks from a nuclear envoy.

The golden ax form struck the shield, then the spear. It sent the spear flying, causing Duncan to plummet to the ground like a meteor.

The moment he hit the ground, Duncan immediately flashed to the side to escape.

The golden ax form hit the ground, creating a 20-meter-wide chasm of unfathomable depth.

Nash gasped.

Goodness! This skeleton was terrifying! If it was this powerful after death, how terrifying was it when it was alive?

As the spatial fissure began to close, the skeleton's hollow eyes glanced at Nash before it stepped back into the fissure.

It was definitely a mighty figure who had transcended tribulation.

Nash gasped again.

Without his supreme spiritual weapon, Duncan turned into a stream of light and desperately fled for his life. Nash immediately jumped on his sword and chased after him.

The Chosen One? He had to die!

Nash unleashed Mountain Carver for the third time.

Duncan suddenly knelt on the ground. "Nash, please don't kill me. I'm willing to serve you!" He was terrified and cherished his life even more now that he could live forza few more centuries. His plea was met with a sword form from Nash's sword.

Duncan was split in half, his soul destroyed by the Nine Dragons Sword.

Nash landed beside his corpse and said calmly, "Was I to spare you so you could become an even bigger problem?"

The last time, Duncan had knelt and

begged for mercy all the same, and Nash decided to spare his life. If Nash spared him again, who knew what kind of threat Duncan might pose next time? en FindNovelNôvelDrama.Org owns this.

Nash took the storage ring from Duncan's hand and used his vast spiritual power to forcibly erase Duncan's imprint on it.