Chapter 442: Chapter 442 Permitted To Reach This Place
"The Dragon’s power—it’s a genuine sacred artifact." Walton Greer’s voice grew somewhat strained.
His avarice was barely concealed in his tone.
I scowled and questioned, "What are you getting at?"
Walton Greer looked at Zendaya Andrew and me, then smirked, "Do you understand why I brought Zendaya here?"
I frowned, "How could I know that?"
Walton Greer erupted in laughter, "Because obtaining the Dragon Spirit requires using the Spirit Core to call it forth!"
"But I never imagined that you’d consumed the Spirit Core too!"
"Really, fate is on my side, fate is on my side!"
Walton Greer cackled maniacally, all pretense of sophistication gone!
I instinctively drew Zendaya closer to me, then asked icily, "What’s your plan?"
Walton Greer’s eyes narrowed as he said, "I told you, I’m using both of you to call the Dragon Spirit! That’s your purpose, and why you were permitted to reach this place!"
Walton Greer’s bloodlust intensified further, and his eyes started turning crimson!
Sensing his killing intent, my own energy began surging rapidly.
"You think you can handle us both by yourself?" I scoffed.
"Hahaha, forget whether I can eliminate both of you. The point is... I don’t have to lift a finger!" Walton Greer said coldly.
Right after he spoke, Walton Greer’s lips started moving silently, as though chanting an incantation.
"Ah!"
As Walton Greer’s mouth moved, Zendaya suddenly screamed, her body going weak.
She collapsed to the ground, her delicate frame shaking, and pink vapor rose from her dantian.
"Zendaya!" My face went white instantly! I balled my fists and launched a punch at Walton Greer!
Walton Greer swiftly dodged sideways.
"What’s happening? Why isn’t the spell affecting him?" Walton Greer’s brow creased.
I glared at Walton coldly and yelled, "I knew you had hidden motives. I didn’t think you’d be this eager the moment we set foot on Brightheart Island!"
Walton Greer ignored me, his mouth opening slightly to whisper the spell once more.
Unfortunately, I stayed unaffected, instead rushing toward Walton Greer with clenched fists!
"Damn it, did the kid not swallow the Spirit Core at all?" Walton Greer muttered under his breath.
"Eliminate him first and don’t let him sabotage our scheme." The raspy voice echoed in Walton Greer’s mind.
Walton Greer nodded, evaded my punch, then said coldly, "Since the spell won’t work on you, you’re useless now... Die!"
As he spoke, Walton Greer’s energy suddenly exploded!
This energy climbed quickly, even exceeding the Peak Form of Grandmaster Realm in moments, and was just shy of a half-step Martial Marquis!
"No surprise you’re the top of the younger generation in the Central Plains." I sneered.
"Let me see what you, the number one, can do!"
My body erupted in Golden Light, my fist like a burning sun in the air, as I struck fiercely toward Walton Greer!
Walton Greer didn’t dare be careless. Opening his mouth slightly, a dark energy, shaped like a date pit, shot toward me!
"Clang!"
The dark energy crashed into my fist, and instantly, the power in my fist vanished!
"What kind of technique is this?" I frowned slightly.
Before I could react, Walton Greer was already advancing!
"Azure Flame Dragon Axe!"
With a loud cry from Walton Greer, an ice-blue axe instantly crushed toward me!
"Absolute Beginning Sacred Fist!"
I roared furiously, Golden Light surged again, and met the ice-blue light directly!
"Boom!"
At the moment of impact, the ice-blue light suddenly burst!
Following that, the light strands immediately wrapped around my body!
"Crack!"
As soon as the light stuck, it suddenly contracted, rapidly freezing my body and turning me into an ice sculpture in seconds!
Such a scene naturally drew many spectators.
"What are you martial artists doing? Who gave you permission to fight?" complained the pot-bellied man.
Walton Greer glanced at him and then slapped him across the face.
The pot-bellied man was sent flying, blood spurting from his mouth.
"Joey Ebony, time to move!" Walton Greer said coldly.
As soon as his words ended, a muscular figure dropped from above.
It was none other than Lord Summers Wesson Noelle!
Wesson Noelle looked at the wealthy people and then cracked his knuckles, saying, "Sorry, you’re all hostages now."
"What? Mr. Noelle, you must be kidding..." The wealthy people immediately panicked.
"This is a civilized society, you... don’t make trouble!"
Wesson Noelle smiled coldly, suddenly waving his hand and crushing a skull with one blow.
Seeing the corpse on the ground, the wealthy people’s faces went white.
"Get down on your knees!" Wesson Noelle bellowed.
Facing death, these wealthy people had no dignity left.
Everyone tremblingly knelt on the ground, not daring to speak.
Then, Wesson Noelle walked over to Walton Greer and frowned, "Walton Greer, these people are worthless, how about we kill them all and dump them in the ocean?"
Walton Greer glanced at Wesson Noelle and replied coldly, "They serve a purpose for me."
Wesson Noelle said nothing more after hearing this.
"Kill that kid, so he won’t mess up my plans." Walton Greer pointed at the ice sculpture that was me and said.
Wesson Noelle cracked his knuckles and said, "Alright, I understand."
Then, Wesson Noelle walked toward me.
"Tsk, I heard you’re the King of Chuzzle, and I’m the Lord Summers, I really want to see what you’ve got." Wesson Noelle said casually.
"But too bad, you don’t have a chance now." A hint of cruelty flashed across Wesson Noelle’s face.
The next second, he clenched his fists and viciously smashed them toward me!
"Crack!"
But at that moment, the ice sculpture suddenly showed a fracture!
"Boom!"
Immediately after, the ice sculpture exploded apart!
I blazed with golden light, even my hair glowing with brilliant golden radiance!
"If you want to fight, I can give you what you want." I looked coldly at Wesson Noelle.
Not far away, Walton Greer’s expression couldn’t help but shift.
"He actually broke free?" Walton Greer frowned.
"Joey Ebony, kill him."
