Chapter 690 -690

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Chapter 690 -690

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"Okay, I am ready. That was the last defensive buff..." Anon spoke with a serious expression as he held his Arcane Slayers tightly.Updated from novelb(i)n.c(o)m

"Good... We go inside in 3..."

"2...."

"...1." Damon spoke as he immediately broke the main gate of the house and barged in.

Anon followed him from behind and noticed that a young man around 18 was sitting in front of them, carefully polishing his holy sword.

"What the- ? How did you two get in?" The young man asked with a shocked and surprised expression.

"He is the one..." Damon spoke.

"Okay..." Anon replied as he immediately disappeared from his position and reappeared behind the youngster.

Anon swung his sickle towards his neck, But the youngster stopped Anon's Arcane Slayer with just two fingers.

"So, You guys already know about me, huh? That means there is a rat among the 13 gods..." The youngster spoke with a smile.

Anon immediately used his other hand and tried to stab him in the neck with his other sickle.

Tang

But, the second attack was also in vain, as he easily grabbed the second sickle too.

"The fuck!?" Anon spoke as he immediately backed off from the youngster.

He maintained the distance between both of them and looked at the youngster with a serious expression.

"So, You are the famous and last representative of the demon gods, huh? Anon Agreil... The Devil, Who does unholy things with every woman he sees." The youngster spoke with a smile.

"Well, I will take that as a compliment." Anon spoke with a serious expression.

"How did you know that I am coming here? Tell me the name of that traitor, who gave you this information?" The Youngster asked with a smile.

"That information is classified, Motherfucker..." Anon spoke with a smile as he realized that he was just buying time, so that he doesn't have to fight.

Anon turned his head towards Damon and noticed that he was showing him 4 fingers.

Cough

Anon coughed and signaled Damon that he has seen his hand sign.

"Anon... As you have already seen it. I am really strong and you wouldn't want to die before your prophecy comes true, right?

So, you better leave. While, I am being generous." He said with a smile.

Anon didn't speak anything and looked at Damon's hand. Now, he was showing three fingers.

Cough

"Do it..." Damon shouted.

<Body Modification>

"Heal his eyes..." Anon ordered.

[Healing Target's eyes will cost you, 3000 years worth of life force and 400,000 mana.] [Would you like to continue?] [Yes/

No?]

'What the fuck? I have to sacrifice so much?' Anon thought as he read the text again.

"Fine, Just do it..." Anon ordered.

[Healing Target's eyes.]

[10%... 20%.... 30%....]

5 minutes later...

[...100%]

[Target's Eyes have been healed.]

As soon as this message popped up, Anon felt his life force and mana getting sucked out of his body at an incredible speed.

"Woah..." His head started spinning and legs started shaking.

Grab

Anon grabbed a table that was beside him and struggled to even stand straight.

"Are you alright, Kid?" Damon asked as he immediately stood up and grabbed Anon's shoulders.

"I-I am fine." Anon replied with a stammering voice.

"You don't look alright..." Damon spoke as he looked at Anon with his new eyes.

"You can see... Good." Anon spoke as he went unconscious.

"You did a good job, Kid." Damon replied as he picked up Anon's unconscious body into his hands and left the place immediately.

Inside the Hall Of Gods...

"What do you mean 'He died'?"

"How can that even happen?"

"Didn't know that Anon was so strong."

"Shut up all of you... There is a traitor in between us, Who supplied the secret information to Anon.

I don't know how he or she did it but it happened and now, I want him or her to come out on their own."