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Chapter 150 - Qi Blast
Author: M. K. Diana
last update2025-03-04 22:09:03

Harper reflexively shut her eyes as the masked man's palms, aimed directly at Marc, emitted a dense black light for less than a second before fading. She couldn't even see what happened next; the energy shot forward not just with incredible speed but also with overwhelming force.

It was so fast that Harper barely had time to squeeze her eyes shut before an explosion roared in her ears.

Boom!

"Marc!"

The young woman screamed his name, her eyes still shut tight. Her heart pounded in her chest, and her face turned pale. She couldn't bear to imagine what had happened to him when that condensed blast of energy struck his body.

"Hehehe, I told you not to mess with me. Now you see the consequences, don't you?!"

Behind a white mask carved with the expression of a corpse—cold and lifeless—the masked man laughed loudly, convinced that his attack had finished the young man off for good.

"I wasn’t lying when I said that anyone who dares stand in my way ends up erased."

As he spoke, the masked man
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