Life After Prison by Silencieux
Chapter 1759

Chapter 1759

Severin chuckled and quipped. "Haha, you have no idea what's coming for you, do you? You're delusional

if you think you're going to have your way with her." He clenched his fist, enveloped it with spiritual energy, and darted forward. He reached forward and delivered the punch straight toward Terry. "That speed is impressive!" Terry was shocked to see Severin's remarkable speed. He had assumed that his higher attainment level would deter Severin from initiating an attack, but Severin did so anyway. As if that was not startling enough, Severin's decision to use raw strength with only a bit of spiritual energy covering it came as an even bigger surprise to him.

"Haha, are you using physical strength against me because you lack the appropriate combat techniques? You're making me laugh. A level one royal saint like you can never hope to win against a level two royal saint like me." Terry sneered. In his opinion, Severin's actions were all pointless and futile.

The next second, their fists collided and produced an intense impact that reverberated throughout the surrounding area. The resulting shockwave caused trees to shake and made the leaves rustle. "This can't be happening! Terry's expression shifted from confidence to disbelief as the overwhelming power in Severin's attack overcame him. It was as if that power was simply unassailable.

"Damn! What level of attainment is he? His strength is several times stronger than mine, and it doesn't feel like that of a level one royal saint at all!" Terry exclaimed as he was thrust backward. The formidable strength coursed through his body, tearing his sleeve to bits and laying his entire arm bare.

"How can he be this powerful? Terry struggled to keep himself standing, and he felt a warm gush of liquid rise to his throat. He nearly vomited as a result.

Severin could only smile. He had to refrain from revealing his actual attainment level just yet, but he could have easily killed Terry within seconds if he had unleashed it. He did his best to cap his strength at that of a level three royal saint, knowing that it would arouse suspicion in others if they knew that he was already on the verge of making a breakthrough to level five royal saint. People might suspect that he was the one who had slept with Gilda, and the efforts he and Wuhlricht had so painstakingly made to conceal the truth from her might go to waste.

"Even Terry isn't a match for him?! The three level one royal saints who were busy stalling off Tamara and Heidi were stunned when they witnessed Severin's apparent victory.

'Did Elder Severin manage to gain the upper hand? What's going on? Does this mean he's no longer a level one royal saint?" Heidi was cautiously optimistic and was utterly surprised to witness what happened. She felt renewed hope that there might be a turnaround in the situation.

Meanwhile, Elsa smiled. "Don't worry, Heidl. Terry is as good as dead. He doesn't stand a chance against

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Terry shook his head in denial. He drew a sword and infused it with spiritual energy, and the sword let out

a whirr. It was clear that the weapon was a very good quality one.

"An eighth-grade spiritual weapon! Not bad!" Severin smiled as he admired the weapon. Terry most certainly have lived up to his status as a prodigious sect disciple if he could possess such a valuable

treasure.