Life After Prison

Chapter 2302

Rumors abound that the ancient families of Eastplain were driven to tame monsters in ancient eras where the human race grappled with inferior martial skills and had to vie for dominance against other formidable races. It was not until the continued rise of the human race and the efforts of past generations that higher-grade techniques emerged, rendering the control of ferocious monsters obsolete. Only the venerable aristocratic families of Eastplain and certain other regions on the border with Greatflare still clung tightly to those practices.

Ulva's face curled into a sneer when he realized that Severin saw through his technique. "Ah, so you recognize the situation you're in then. In that case, relinquish the spiritual treasure and metal Uru. I might spare your life if you do so. Refuse, and you'll be fodder for my dragon!"

Severin licked his lips with anticipation and gazed at Ulva with fiery eyes. Though he initially assumed that his foe was a run-of-the-mill treasure-robbing practitioner, Severin was caught off guard by the revelation of Ulva's ability to control spiritual pets, as well as Ulva's concealment technique. He wanted to learn both.

The concealment technique would boost his survivability in battle, while the ability to control spiritual monsters would be very beneficial in future battles. It would go a long way in protecting his wives!

"Hand over your concealment technique as well as your secret to controlling spiritual pets. Perhaps I might consider sparing your life if you do," Severin declared calmly and counter-threatened.

Seeing as his intimidation tactics had failed, Ulva-now infuriated and embarrassed-raised his spear and charged.

"You know what? I sort of admire your ignorance..." Ulva thrust forward to try and engage in close combat.

Alas, a sharp tingling sound was heard, and Severin's figure turned into a blur. Severin's sudden reaction was swift and unexpected, leaving Ulva startled. Ulva raised his spear and used his spiritual energy to cover himself in a light blue shield.

However, Severin inched closer, and a terrifying sword will erupted in all directions from his Scarletsky Sword. The spiritual treasure in Ulva's hand dimmed in an instant and stunned him.

*Tch! If I'd known he was a swordsman, I wouldn't have gotten myself into this mess!" Ulva cursed to himself. He then raised his fist and approached Severin swiftly to deliver a punch.

"Thinking of engaging in close-range combat?" Severin asked condescendingly as he observed every single one of Ulva's moves. The next second, he concentrated the power of heaven and earth in his fist and threw a punch at Ulva.

Severin's strength was comparable to that of a real dragon, and the impact was so strong that it put a dent in Ulva's chest. Blood gushed out, along with bone fragments, and internal organs.Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

"How are you... so strong?" Ulva's bloodshot eyes nearly bulged out, and his expression was unusually vicious. His vitality drained from him just as he was about to question Severin further. Severin's overwhelming physical power had shattered his soul and annihilated his physical form.