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Francis' expression gradually stiffened in front of Nash.

"Do you realize that even those a century older than you might never reach your level? I'm one of them. No matter what I do, I can never achieve what you have all because of Amulet Glory!

"It's because of that thing that I lost to you! No! I refuse to accept it! I don't need that thing to become stronger! I can do it on my own!"

Watching Francis descend into madness, Nash felt a deep sense of pity. Their master had taken in only three disciples in his lifetime. The eldest, Thomas, left early on, and now, the remaining two were about to clash with swords.

It was a tragic and heartbreaking turn of events.

"You... really don't understand anything," Nash suddenly blurted out.

Francis' body shook in an exaggerated way as he retorted, "I don't understand? Who doesn't understand anything here? That's right! I don't understand! I don't understand why that old fool gave you Amulet Glory! He was wrong! You were wrong! You should've burned to death in that fire!"

Those words hit Nash's most sensitive nerve. His entire clan and family perished in that disaster, and hearing Francis speak this way fueled a burning rage within him that he could no longer contain. "Shut up! You're a disgrace to our sect!" Nash's voice thundered across the battlefield.

"Everyone's fate is determined by the heavens! Your jealousy has led you down a path of countless wrongs, and now you stand here, twisting the truth, even insulting our master! It's time to cleanse our sect of your filth."

Francis remained unfazed, even laughing.

He knew he could not match Nash in a direct confrontation, but he was not without a trump card. Francis pointed to the people on the ground.

"Perhaps you can kill me in an instant with Amulet Glory, but even if I die, I'll take every one of these people down with me!"

Indeed, after absorbing Diloth's body, Francis' ability to control others had grown even stronger. He could now control the entire population of Central District in an instant.

If Nash made a wrong move, Francis would take tens of thousands of lives with him.

Nash knew the extent of Francis' capabilities and did not dare act rashly. He could only wait for reinforcements.

However, while Nash was immune to the tree's energy-draining effects due to Amulet Glory, others were not.

Unless Nash could simultaneously sever the tree and kill Francis in the blink of an eye, the situation seemed dire.

At that moment, Clint contacted Nash through long-distance communication.

"Clint?"

"I don't know how much longer I can hold out, but I've discovered that using demonic power somehow restores my celestial power, so I can help you."

"But this guy could control tens of thousands of people in an instant!" "Then, we'll make sure he doesn't get that instant!" Clint replied with confidence.

Nash understood Clint's plan. They were gambling with the lives and happiness of thousands of

families-they could not a and

lose.

"Oh, and one more thing!" Clint suddenly added.

"What is it?"

"Your child was born. It's a big, healthy boy."

Hearing this, Nash could not hide the joy that spread through his heart. Noticing Nash's strange smile, Francis grew more cautious.noveldrama

"I understand. Thank you, Clint," Nash said.

Then, he turned back to Francis. "So,

you're planning to go down in flames, are you..." Nash needed to buy some time while Clint prepared his spell.

Francis sneered, "Enough talk. I'll tell you this, unless you hand over Amulet Glory..."