The Secretly Rich Man Chapter 2484

 

Chapter 2484

"Careful, Darkwind...!" yelled Lyndon. Though he was

also appalled by that terrifying power, Lyndon

quickly leaped forward and mobilized his essential qi

—thus combining it with Darkwind' s —in order to

block the attack together!

Following the collision, an explosive sound was

heard! Lyndon and Darkwind's clothes were instantly

shredded, and their backs quickly began releasing

huge surges of white smoke as well! It was as though

they were overheating pots! That wasn't all, either.

Both of them now had black faces, and after vomiting

their insides out, they weakly flopped to the ground.

Darkwind knew that his organs had been severely

damaged, and even his primordial spirit had nearly

been crushed! However, due to the fact that he had

been a Domiensch Master for quite a while, he was

able to force himself to sit cross-legged to restabilize

his primordial spirit.

Lyndon, on the other hand, was not as lucky. With

even a bone protruding out of his elbow, this old man

was no longer able to move...!

Laughing aloud, a smug smile appeared on Ryder's

face as he scoffed, "Impressive, Darkwind...! To think

you'd still be able to regulate your essential qi after

being hit by m y powerful attack!"

After all that noise, Marcel and the professor came

running out... and upon seeing how horribly beaten

up the two were, they both yelled, "M-Mr.

Darkwind...! Mr. Moldell!"

"Don't...! Stay inside...!" retorted Darkwind a s he

coughed even more blood out.

"It's far too late for that...! Gerald hasn't shown up, so

all of you must die...! Well, most of you. Since we're

old acquaintances, Darkwind, I'll give you the option

of defecting from Gerald. If you kowtow thrice before

me and promise to submit, I'll spare your life!" yelled

Lyndon before laughing once more.

"As if an amalgamation of human and demon like you

even deserves receiving a kowtow from me!" retorted

Darkwind with a bitter smile.

"You...! Fine, then! Since you're this stubborn, enjoy

your one-way trip to the underworld!" growled Ryder

as he trembled i n rage!

Just as Ryder was about to strike Darkwind's

forehead, a voice suddenly called out, "Hold i t!"

Following that, a group of people could be seen

running over, and the leader appeared t o be a

beautiful young lady...

"...Hmm? Eldest Young Mistress Quarrington? What

brings you here?" asked Ryder with a smirk.

"Why wouldn't I be after you caused such a huge

commotion?" replied the eldest young mistress before

turning to nod at Darkwind while adding, "Also, it's

been a while, Mr. Darkwind!"

Still looking extremely haggard, Darkwind forced a

chuckle before replying, "To think you'd remember

me, Young Mistress Quarrington...!"

"Of course I do! I, Yusra Quarrington, even remember

saying that though you didn't want to join our group,

we'd still be friends! Regardless, you should know

that the matter regarding the general's tomb isn't all

fun and games, Mr. Weir. Master Greendrake has

invited so many of us—including you — here, so don't

you find infighting to be a tad wrong before we've

even started the expedition?" said Yusra as she looked

at Ryder.

"Oh, this isn't a simple case of infighting! I've hated

these people for the longest time, and I truly must end

them this time, Young Mistress Quarrington...!"

growled Ryder who wasn't lowering his murderous

intent a t all.

"According to the rules of the cultivation realm,

dueling to the death is the most appropriate way to

settle this, Eldest Young Mistress. With that said, let's

not interfere!" said Mr. Sevenom—who had appeared

out of the blue—as he revealed a frigid smile.

Watching as the other cultivators nodded in

agreement, Darkwind then struggled to his feet

before scoffing, "Just so all of you know, I've never

hidden like a coward behind others throughout my

entire life...! While I appreciate your kindness, Eldest

Young Mistress, this is my conflict with Ryder, and it'd

do you best not to interfere... Now then... Make your

move, Ryder!"

"Come meet your end, Ryder!" retorted Ryder who

was smiling sinisterly.

Just as Ryder was about to launch another attack,

however, he suddenly heard a familiar voice scoffing,

"Allow me to take that attack instead, Ryder!"

Naturally, the one who had said that was Gerald!

Though he hadn't even realized when Gerald had

returned, Ryder's eyes were too blinded by rage to

care as he growled, "So, you've finally appeared,

Gerald...!"

 

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