Chapter 473 Who is the Joker (Five Thousand)

At this moment, Kareem’s heart was filled with joy.

Barumong, Marcelino, Balke... each of them is an outstanding person, but so what?

Perhaps they once doubted themselves, but greed blinded their minds and made them stupid.

The feeling of fooling others is so satisfying.

Karem had never thought that things would go so smoothly. He originally thought that even if everyone tried it, they might not succeed. For this reason, he even prepared many bottles of magic potion for manipulating people's minds, one bottle for each person, in a wholesale manner. But he didn't expect Ashbern to be so powerful and succeeded right away.

Now that Ashburn has succeeded, there is no need for these people to exist.

After all, how to break through the realm of destruction is also a very important secret, and a secret of this level should not be known to too many people.

Only the dead can keep secrets.

Under normal circumstances, even if Karem was confident of his strength and had the arrogance of all Andre family members, he would not dare to say that he could be a match for so many strong men. But now, with the puppet of Yashiborn, what is there to be afraid of?

After all, Yashborn is a powerful warrior in the realm of destruction. Although he has just successfully broken through and just stepped into this realm, it is definitely a piece of cake for him to deal with a group of legendary masters.

After a little thought, Kareem felt that the advantage was in his hands.

This time, we will never lose.

Unfortunately, Kareem didn't know that once he thought he had the upper hand over me, he would be doomed. He waved his hand and gave an order: "Kill them all."

As soon as these words were spoken, the faces of Barumongge and others changed drastically.

Just now, they saw with their own eyes that with a slight wave of his hand, Ashborn directly cut the space into two layers, several legendary masters died on the spot, and even the entrance to the underground palace collapsed.

They could never contend with such power. Once Ashburn took action, they would surely die.

They were clearly imagining what would happen after they became masters of the Realm of Destruction, but who could have imagined that they would be at the gates of hell in the blink of an eye? The difference between the two was enough to almost shatter their souls into pieces.

They originally wanted to seize the last chance to get rid of Karem before Ashburn took action, but they never expected that Ashburn's actions were too fast.

Just as Karem's voice fell, there was a buzzing sound, and Ashborn's figure instantly disappeared from in front of the altar, and when he appeared again, he was already above everyone's heads.

The overwhelming pressure distorted the surrounding space.

One figure after another could not withstand the pressure released from Ashborn. They had obviously tried their best, but their legs still went weak and they fell to their knees again with a thud. The poor stone-paved ground was once again filled with holes.

Seeing that Ashburn had raised his right hand, powerful energy gathered in his palm. It was obvious that he was preparing for the next move to directly destroy everyone here.

For a moment, even though these people were extraordinary masters, they couldn't help but feel despair in their hearts.

Could it be that he was really going to die here this time? At this moment, Ashburn slashed out with his right hand diagonally.

Bang, with a muffled groan, a figure flew backwards, and with a wow sound in mid-air, a mouthful of blood spurted out. The hunched body flew out dozens of meters, and finally hit the wall heavily, and another mouthful of blood spurted out.

"Damn it, Ashburn, what are you doing?"

The scene fell into an eerie silence, with only Kareem's sharp scream still echoing around.

Looking at Kareem's current appearance, it was almost impossible to describe him as miserable. This guy was old, but at least he was still energetic. But now Kareem's old face was crisscrossed with wrinkles, his hair was disheveled, and his long hair was messy. Especially because of the blood spurting out of his mouth, his mouth corners, chin, neck, and even chest were covered with scarlet marks. How miserable was he? What was worse was that his chest was denting in a strange way. There was no telling how many bones in his chest had been broken, and many broken bones had directly pierced his heart, causing him to vomit blood from his mouth.

Even the magic power within the body was in chaos. The injury was extremely serious.

There was no way. Even though the old man Karem was quite powerful, he could not easily block the attack of a destructive master.

That’s right, the slap that Ashburn just slapped was on Karem’s body. After all, apart from Ashburn, there was no other powerful person in the Realm of Destruction at the scene.

Karem never expected that his puppet would suddenly turn against him. Without any preparation, it withstood an attack from Ashborn and still survived. It can only be said that this guy is extremely lucky.

Marcelino, Barumong and the others had no idea what had happened here. They looked back and forth between Ashborn and Karem with suspicious eyes, unable to understand why Ashborn, who had become Karem's puppet, would suddenly turn against them. But they knew that at least their lives were saved for the time being.

Karem's body was still squirming and struggling on the ground. He had just let Marcelino and others experience the feeling of falling from heaven to hell, but soon he tasted the same feeling himself.

A face as gloomy as iron.

As one of the descendants of the Andre family, Karem's methods were truly extraordinary. Although his injuries looked quite serious, he did not show any signs of dying for the time being. He could even struggle to get up from the ground again. His bloodshot eyes were filled with resentment. He was completely unafraid of the pressure from the master of the Destruction Realm, and stared at Yashiborn in mid-air: "Damn it, Yashiborn, you dare to betray me."

After these words were spoken, Ashburn in mid-air was a little confused.

He has seen too many shameless people in his life, and he himself is one of them. It is rare to find someone as shameless as Karem.

"Kareem, Kareem, you gave me the potion and tried to manipulate my mind, turning me into your puppet, and in the end you still have the nerve to accuse me of betrayal?"

"Are all members of the Andre family as shameless as you?" Ashburn exhaled and retorted lazily.

Victory is in sight.

This is Ashburn's current attitude.

The strength of the Destruction Realm is so powerful. Although Ashburn, who has just broken through, has no way to control this power, the best choice for him is to choose a secluded and hidden place, and then practice well, digest the energy he has mastered, and it is best not to engage in fierce fighting... However, dealing with these humble ants in front of him is not called fighting, that is a massacre.

puff.

Ashburn's ability of talking nonsense seemed to have improved. Karem was already in a very bad mood, and now after hearing these words, he felt a pain in his chest and spat out another mouthful of blood. Seeing that, Ashburn was a little scared, fearing that he would accidentally anger this old man to death.

He hadn't enjoyed enough yet. At this moment, Ashburn finally experienced what it meant to play cat with mouse. The feeling of being in control of everything and deciding other people's life and death at will was so wonderful and really drove people crazy.

"You brat...you...you dare to insult the Andre family..." Karem pointed a trembling finger at Ashburn in the air, his voice shrill.

Ashburn spread his hands: "No, no, no... How dare I insult the noble Andre family?"

"In the past eight thousand years of the Twilight Continent, many families have been buried in the dust. I think it's because these families are too proud. If every family could be as shameless as the Andre family, the Twilight Continent would definitely be more prosperous now."

"That's not an insult, that's a compliment."

As he spoke, a playful smile appeared on Ashburn's face: "Do you think that everything will be fine if you watch me swallow the potion with your own eyes?"

"What a pity, you didn't see that I had already vomited the potion when I turned around."

"I have already known about your despicable tactics, and you still think you have everything under control, waving your arms and legs, but you don't know that in my eyes, you are just a clown."

Poof! It's murderous and heartbreaking.

Karem was obviously not the kind of fat and kind-hearted person. He was so angry that blood started spurting out again.

As for the others, they were completely relieved. It seemed that Ashborn knew about Kareem's plot from the beginning to the end. Now they didn't have to worry about being killed. However, seeing the pools of blood and minced meat around them, they couldn't help but feel a little resentful. Since you were not manipulated from the beginning to the end, why did you kill so many people?

These people, no matter which faction they belonged to, were the elite of the Sibang Theocracy.

The death of so many masters is also a huge blow to the strength of the Spang Theocracy, especially now that the Spang Theocracy is being sandwiched between the Orcs and Granville.

However, despite some dissatisfaction in their hearts, no one dared to show it. After all, Ashburn was too powerful now, and they could not contend with him at all. They could only blame it on the fact that when Ashburn had just mastered the power, his consciousness was still a little unclear, which caused such a disaster.

At this moment, in Kareem's eyes, no one else existed. His bloodshot eyes were fixed on Ashibern. "I really underestimated you. I thought you were just an arrogant idiot. But you can't be such a person. If I'm not mistaken, this guy should have given you the idea, right?"

As he spoke, Kareem turned his head to look at Simmons who was hiding in the corner on the other side.

His eyes were filled with overwhelming hatred.

Kareem knew nothing about Simmons, only his name.

However, when he saw Simmons for the first time, he felt that this person was a little difficult to deal with.

Although he always looked smiling and very kind, Karem always felt that there was something hidden in the deepest part of those smiling eyes.

After seeing that Ashburn, without any consultation with him, directly involved the Copperfield family and the royal family, and even brought Simmons with him and demanded that Simmons must also participate in this matter, Karem suspected that Simmons was giving Ashburn instructions behind the scenes.

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

He had conducted a very detailed investigation on Ashburn and thought he knew him very well. This guy was just an ambitious but incompetent fool who had been blinded by hatred and definitely did not have such a character.

When he thought about how his plan that had taken so long was ruined by this bastard who showed up out of nowhere, Kareem's anger grew stronger, his eyes were filled with murderous intent, and he shouted, "You bastard, I will kill you..."

He knew that he was no match for Ashburn and was destined to be killed by Ashburn.

But, before dying, if he could get rid of Ashburn's right-hand men, it would be a small revenge.

He believed that even if he couldn't defeat Ashburn, it would be easy to deal with Simmons. As soon as the voice fell, the bracelet on Kareem's wrist suddenly burst into a dazzling light, and the next moment, Kareem's figure suddenly disappeared from the spot.

When he appeared again, Karem's figure was already beside Simmons. He raised his right hand, and his skinny fingers seemed like ghost claws stretched out from the underworld, grabbing towards Simmons' head.

Can control instant movement.

Swish! An unexpected sneak attack, coupled with a very close distance.

Even though Simmons was quite strong, he seemed to be completely frightened by Karem's power for a moment. His body just stayed where he was, motionless. As he watched the claws getting closer and closer, and about to crush Simmons' head, the movement of the sharp claws suddenly stopped.

When it was only a few inches away from Simmons' head, it stopped.

No, not a pause.

Karem's claws were still continuously stretched forward, but those few inches of distance seemed to have turned into a galaxy. No matter how hard Karem tried, his claws could not cross these few inches.

Space is also the power of the space system.

Marcelino, Barumong, Balke and the others all watched this scene with gloomy faces, but their hearts were filled with turbulent waves.

Although the scene did not look too violent, anyone could feel that in this brief fight, both sides used a force that they could not resist at all.

Only Ashburn, who was high up in the sky, had an increasingly intense smile on his face. However, due to the scars all over his face, his smile was quite ugly, and the scars that kept wriggling were really creepy.

The power of space.

It was when he broke through the realm of destruction that Ashburn understood this. Every being who breaks through the realm of destruction will master a mysterious power at this time.

And what Ashburn controls is space.

The five most mysterious forces in the world are fate, time, space, life and death, and soul.

Those who can master this kind of power are all the most powerful ones in the Dusk Continent. Ashburn never thought that one day he would have the opportunity to master the power of space. Could it be that the heaven saw that his previous life was too hard, so it bestowed this gift on him?

It has to be said that the power of space is mysterious and powerful.

Simmons is his most important brother, the one who stayed with him even when he was at his lowest point. How could he allow Kalem to kill Simmons?

Even though this guy's claws were only a few inches away from Simmons' forehead, these few inches were actually tens or hundreds of kilometers away, a space that even Karem could never cross in a short time.

Seeing Simmons trying desperately, Ashburn was full of doubts, and he felt that a lot of the depression in his heart was released at once.

This old thing, let you act cool in front of me before! The reason why I didn't kill Kareem right away was that I wanted to see the old guy's expression after his dream was shattered and he knew the truth. Now I have seen everything I should see, and it is time to send this old guy to the west.

As soon as this thought came to his mind, Ashborn stretched out his right hand.

Five fingers spread out and slightly bent.

The next moment, the fingers suddenly clenched.

Karem only felt the space around his body suddenly shrink. Then, he heard a snap. Karem's body was suddenly crushed alive by the violently compressed space around him.

A thick blood mist slowly dispersed in the air.

The sound of bodies being squeezed and exploded made the hearts of the people around tremble slightly, but before they could even feel fear, they became excited again.

Again, greed has blinded their minds.

They only saw how Asherborn instantly wiped out Kareem's strength, and their pursuit of the realm of destruction even made it impossible for them to think normally.

"Hahaha... You are worthy of being my son." Marcelino's wild laughter broke the silence around him. The Pope's face was flushed at this moment, and greedy light was constantly flashing in his eyes.

If Barumong and Balk were still worried that Ashburn would harm them, then Marcelino had no such worries at all. After all, he was his own son, his own biological son. Moreover, Marcelino thought that he had always been quite good to Ashburn. Even when Ashburn killed his four brothers, although he was furious and slapped Ashburn a few times, he didn't do anything to Ashburn in the end.

Even if Ashborn was a beast, could he still attack his old father? Before, several big men were still arguing over the next quota for absorbing energy, but now that his son was here, who would dare... who would compete with him? At that moment, Marcelino, with his face full of excitement and expectation, held his head high and strode towards the left arm of the last Dusk King.

His attitude was so arrogant that he didn't take his old rivals around him seriously at all.

Damn it, what good is it to earn money all your life?

I have a promising son, do you have one? Puff! Marcelino, who was striding towards the altar, suddenly stopped where he was.

Chapter 1 is here.

(End of this chapter)