Chapter 688 Fatal flaw

Chapter 688 Fatal flaw

In fact, deducing that Richard is the son of the Third Heaven's Chosen, was not that difficult. After all, the alliance of the inferior beings works under the command of the Third Heaven's Chosen, and they were the ones who set the condition that they must not help the Azil tribe in their plight in any way. Here, it can be concluded that what is happening in the Azil tribe by order of the Third Heaven's Chosen.

And when they came here and saw Richard, this human child who had not yet reached the age of fifty, giving orders to dozens of human Martial Emperors, and all of them calling him Your Highness... Yes, they were not sure who he was, but with all these qualities who could he be other than the son of the Third Heaven's Chosen?

After the tribes of the northern giants learned that there were only about 40 human Martial Emperors, some of them were happy and tried to push their leaders to move armies and kill them all, but the tribal leaders refused, saying that this might be the number allocated to attack the Azil tribe only.

But this also bolstered their hearts a little, so they sent an order to the five spies to arrest Richard at all costs.

"If we wait, the matter of the Azil tribe will end, and then we may not see this boy again. But if we move and fail to arrest him, we will be discovered and be killed, In addition, we will risk the outbreak of war against an entity we still do not know anything about their limits yet." One of the other giants shook his head and then pointed at Richard, "I mean, look at that bastard, he's practically fighting everyone at the same time! Did you see what he did to Salidar? Who among us is as powerful as Salidar?!"

The rest of the five furrowed their brows, but no one responded. Salidar was a known genius and was the person who was going to become the next leader of the Azil tribe. The five who managed to escape from the Shadow Swords were not ordinary people, but even they looked at Salidar's condition and his bloody cries and wondered if they could easily put him in this state as well... The answer is impossible! Read latest chapters at novelhall.com Only

"If Muscle Brain moves, this farce will end. Where the hell is he?!" One of the five crushed a thick branch of the tree and spoke angrily

"You mean Dawoodar? I don't think his psychological state allows him to engage in a battle like this, Just forget he is alive.." The rest shook their heads. They have been monitoring the situation in the lands of the Azil tribe for a while now. Naturally, they knew about their leader's condition.

"Damn his mental state, we need his muscles!" Someone shouted, "Dawoodar is among the strongest tribal leaders, that's if he is not THE strongest. That idiot has not diluted the effectiveness of his fourth-stage body-strengthening divine tattoo and wants to break through to be a high-level Martial Emperor. Hmph, he thinks he is that guy! Have you seen his body lately? That idiot is about to explode!"

In fact, the fourth stage of the body strengthening divine tattoo has a fatal flaw, which is that the bodies of intelligent beings cannot withstand this amount of destructive force.

Therefore, it is not rare for Martial Emperors to suddenly die from muscle explosions or to live as cripples for the rest of their lives. When it is said that a Martial Emperor died in a certain tribe and his spot has become empty, it is often meant that he suffered a muscle explosion.

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*baam* *baam* *baam*

Powerful explosions and cracks suddenly appeared from a certain direction, making Richard furrow his eyebrows. There is no fighting in this direction, the only thing lying there is the palace!

No, these are not explosions, but the sound of... footsteps?

*BAAAM*

Suddenly something fell from the sky near Richard with such force that it created a hole in the city and sent dust flying everywhere

It was not clearly shown what it was, but his shadow told Richard that he was one of the Nihari giants. That person did not use any technique nor even release his aura to make this large crater in the ground as if a meteorite had struck the city, he only used his weight.

Then that person started coming out of the crater...

He only wears soiled pants with his upper body covered with tattoos and dirt, his body can only be described as a mass of huge muscles, his hair and beard are very thick and messy, and his fool smell fills the air.

And his gaze... This gaze was not that of a normal person.

That person ignored Salidar's screams echoing behind him, the massacre of the soldiers, and the dazzling battle of the Emperors, and he focused on one person, "....Richard?"