A Man Like None Other Chapter 6553 Fart
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- A fierce battle reaches its climax, but victory for the devil cultivators proves to be short-lived.
- An unexpected arrival of the Fire God Palace members drastically shifts the power dynamic in the valley.
- Ancient rivalries resurface with deadly implications as the burly bald man recognizes the new formidable opponents.
A fierce battle reaches its climax, but victory may be short-lived.An unexpected arrival shifts the power dynamic in the valley.Ancient rivalries resurface with deadly implications.
Sure enough, after about half a stick of incense burned, more than half of the devil cultivators had been killed or injured, and the Lava Lion King was also seriously injured. Its left eye was completely blind, and many of its scales were burned by the extremely hot flames, revealing the flesh inside that was emitting black smoke.
Although strong, he still had to fight twenty opponents at once, and the devil’s ultimate fire could indeed injure him. The prolonged battle had exhausted him.
David noticed that the Lava Lion King’s speed had slowed down significantly compared to the beginning, and the flames in its mouth were no longer as intense as before.
The creature began to show signs of retreat, and tried to break through and escape several times, but was stopped by the demon cultivators who fought desperately to the death.
The burly bald man was covered in blood, his left arm hanging limply at his side, clearly broken.
His battle ax was stained with the dark golden blood of the Lava Lion King, and the blade was cracked, but he still stood tall in front of the Lava Lion King.
“Brothers!”
His voice was hoarse yet firm, “Hold on a little longer! This beast won’t live much longer! Once we kill it and take its inner core, we can”
Before he finished speaking, a cold voice suddenly sounded from the valley.
“So what?”
The burly bald man suddenly looked up, his pupils narrowing sharply.
On a rock cliff, twelve or thirteen figures slowly stood up, looking down at the valley below.
They were the same group of people David met outside Fire Crow City.
The leader was a middle-aged man wearing a crimson robe, with a crimson dagger hanging from his waist. He had a stern face and a golden flame pattern between his eyebrows, which shimmered under the morning light.
That was the characteristic of the Vulcan bloodline.
The burly bald man recognized the sign, and his face immediately turned pale.
“People from Vulcan Palace.” His voice sounded like it was caught between his teeth, every word containing deep hatred.
“Vulcan Palace?”
The middle-aged man leading the group sneered, “This is the Fire God Palace. The Fire God Palace’s legitimate lineage on Eighteenth Heaven is the Fire God Palace, not the other Fire God Palaces. You devil bastards don’t even remember your own names, yet you dare come to our territory to hunt monsters?”
His gaze swept across the valley, observing the dead and injured devil cultivators lying on the ground, then looked at the lava lion king covered in wounds, a satisfied smile on his lips.
“Good, you played very well. That saved us a lot of energy.”