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Victor struggled before he could finally stand firm. Ignoring the blood at the corner of his mouth, he looked ferociously at the three Presbyters who had ju
His eyes glinted with rage. Gritting his teeth, he said, “How dare you attack me? Are you out of your mind?”
Of the three Presbyters, only one was injured because he had fought against Victor head–on. The other two were safe and sound.
The three Presbyters‘ eyes shed with sarcasm. They said to him, “Victor, you even suspected the grand elder, who has always been loyal to you. And
“A person without talent or virtue like you doesn’t deserve to be the master of de Gate at all.
“The position of the master of de Gate should be taken by the grand elder, who is highly respected and has brought countless wealth to de Gate.”
When Victor heard this, how could he not understand that the three Presbyters had been bribed by Travis?
They must have been bribed by Travis with a lot of money.
That was why they hadunched a sneak attack on him.
What’s more, the three Presbyters used Victor of having no talent or virtue and being unqualified to be the master of de Gate. They even heartles
However, it was not until this moment that Victor knew that Travis had secretly bribed the three Presbyters.
It seemed that Travis had been ambitious to get Victor’s position for a long time and had desired to rece him as the master.
Victor was secretly pissed!
Travis had cultivated a force that could help him gain power right under his nose. This greatly shocked him.
Victor immediately looked at the elite disciples of de Gate in the hall. “All the martialists
of de Gate, listen to my order. Travis and the other three intended to usurp the position of the master. They are heinous. Kill them immediately!”
However, all the elite martialists in the hall were indifferent to Victor’s order, as if they had not heard it at all.
Victor frowned and red at these elite martialists of de Gate. “Do you also intend to go against my order?”
In the face of Victor’s angry rebuke, all the elite martialists of de Gate lowered their heads. and remained silent.
Their reactions told Victor that they would no longer listen to his orders.
“Wow, Victor, now you should know that without the Wyatt family, you are just a useless loser.” At this moment, Travisughed heartfully. His eyes were b
It was as if Travis was looking at a pitiful dog.
“Travis, you are such a despicable thief. I was blind to have cultivated you, not realizing that you’ve be a threat to me!” Victor said through gritted te
“Well, Victor, it’s toote for you to regret that.” Travis sneered.
A sharp light glinted in Travis’s eyes as he ordered the three Presbyters and all the elite. martialists in the hall, “Anyone who kills Victor will be rewarded
When they heard Travis’s words, the eyes of the three Presbyters and all the martialists of de Gate shed with bloodthirsty light.
Then, the three Presbyters and all the elite martialists began to attack Victor.
Even the elite martialists who escorted Gilmore left Gilmore aside and attacked Victor.
There would be a reward of two million dors for killing Victor sessfully.
But Gilmore was not worth two million dors.
Besides, Gilmore couldn’t move because his power had been sealed by Victor.
Everyone’s eyes were shining with madness.
In their eyes, Victor was no longer the master, but prey worth two million dors.
Victor saw the three Presbyters and all the elite martialists attacking him.
He couldn’t help but frown, and his eyes shed with a determined light.
Just now, he was caught off guard, attacked by three Presbyters, and injured.
Even if he could still fight, it was impossible for him to deal with so many martialists‘ attacks at the same time.
He realized that he could only die in this fight today.
But even though he had to die, he was determined to kill Travis, that ruthless bastard.
Victor ran his internal mana and attacked everyone around him as fast as lightning.
In an instant, Victor, the master, started a fight with the three Presbyters and countless martialists in the hall.
The internal mana was raging like a gust of wild wind.
Killing intent filled the air. The sound of fists and palms colliding constantly rang out like thunder and wind.
One after another, the elite martialists were injured and sent flying by Victor.
Although Victor was surrounded by so many people, he could almost resist their attack. His martial arts strength was naturally at a high level since he co
tier martialist.
And most of those martialists were only elite and intermediate internal force martialists.
If it weren’t for the fact that there were so many martialists, they wouldn’t have been able to pose a threat to Victor at all.
However, the three Presbyters were all beginners as top–tier martialists.
When Victor injured some of the martialists, the three Presbyters seized the opportunity to attack him.
Therefore, Victor was injured in session, and his injuries also worsened.
It seemed that he was already at the end of his rope and was about to fail.
When Travis saw this, his eyes shed with greed and he shouted, “Victor is dying!
“All martialists, keep attacking him!
“Kill him and you’ll get two million dors!”
All of a sudden, all the people attacking Victor became even crazier as if they had been injected with drugs.
This caused Victor to be in greater danger.
Just as Victor was about to die from these people’s crazy attacks, a figure suddenly flew into the group of attackers at lightning speed.
After that, the sounds of fighting resounded incessantly!
With that, miserable shrieks rang out.
The numerous martialists, as well as the three Presbyters in de Gate, were all sent flying like balls of cotton.
Some of these people who flew out crashed onto the floor of the hall, hitting hard against the
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tiles!
Some crashed into tables and chairs, causing them to be smashed to pieces.
Some smashed through the wooden doors and windows and fell outside.
In just a few breaths‘ time, the three Presbyters, as well as 20 to 30 martialists from de Gate, all fell to the ground, groaning. No one could stand up a
It was Gilmore who defeated the three Presbyters and dozens of martialists of de Gate.
Travis looked over at Gilmore in horror.
He couldn’t believe that this guy had defeated everyone but Victor present.
Even he was incapable of doing such a thing.
He wondered, “Isn’t Gilmore supposed to be unable to even move after his power was sealed by Victor?
“Could it be that Gilmore could use his internal mana to break through the power?
“But how could Gilmore break through what Victor exerted on him? Victor is an intermediate top–
tier martialist! What kind of martial arts strength does Gilmore have?”
It was easy to imagine how terrified Travis was.
Even Victor couldn’t help but feel surprised.
Victor had never expected that Gilmore would lend a hand when he was about to be killed.
When Victor thought of how he had made Gilmore unable to move earlier, he felt an indescribable sense of guilt.
Like Travis, Victor was also shocked that Gilmore was able to break through on his own.
This indicated that Gilmore had amazing strength.
Victor even suspected that Gilmore was deliberately faking to be weak earlier.
Gilmore must have pretended to be weak to get them to lower their guard.
However, Victor was very grateful to Gilmore. If it weren’t for Gilmore informing him, he would have died from drinking the wine that Travis poisoned.
It was also because of Gilmore that Victor discovered Travis’s wild ambition. Victor also found out that Travis had bribed
the three Presbyters and elite martialists, which posed a threat to Victor’s position in de Gate.
Now that Gilmore had saved Victor from these traitors, Victor felt like Gilmore was his savior.