Life After Prison by Silencieux novel Chapter 1866

With his pupils glowing like lightning, Thorold licked the blood from his lips and directed a fierce grin at Severin.

"Time for you to die!" he shouted, darting right toward Severin. The fluctuations produced by his aura as a level nine royal saint unleashed a terrifying wave of energy, shattering the shield that maintained balance outside the arena. Ferland was momentarily stunned by the sudden development, as the shield was incredibly important to prevent the spectators from getting hurt. Fortunately, he snapped out of his senses right away and promptly redeployed the shield to ensure that everyone else was safe.

The shield's near-collapse elicited horror from many spectators.

"Is this Thorold's true strength?"

"Even the shield deployed by a supreme saint from the Grandiuno Sect is crumbling under the pressure!"

"Severin's life is in danger."

"Yeah. It's almost certain that Severin will suffer defeat. Thorold's Thunderbolt Constitution was very formidable to begin with, and he seems to be getting stronger the longer the battle goes on!"

Rourie became anxious when he witnessed Thorold's overwhelming aura shattering the arena's shield. Though he had only recently struck up a cooperation with Severin, the Chorteaus' fortune had taken a turn for the better in that short period.

Severin brandished his sword as Thorold advanced, unleashing the Rose-Petal Rain once again. At the same time, he charged forth like a tiger and used his fists to fashion a radiant seal that resembled the bright sun. The subsequent barrage of punches overwhelmed Thorold, who realized that his judgment had been impaired by his overwhelming anger.

Each blow that Thorold exchanged with Severin left him feeling increasingly shocked. Severin's strength had surpassed all his expectations. Thorold's desperation continued to intensify as he sensed his waning spiritual power. He roared in desperation, "Die!"

Severin sneered at Thorold's despair. "Struggling is futile!" He then seized an opportunity to create a palm-like print in mid-air and struck Thorold with it.

The impact was so strong that Thorold suffered an injury to his internal organs. His ribcage was broken, and there was a noticeable dent in his chest. The next second, blood spurted out of his mouth as he was sent flying out of the arena. After landing on the ground, Thorold passed out and had no energy to continue the fight.