Chapter 492: Village of the Gods

The timing of the sword's flash was so precise, it was almost unbelievable. Hanson Lowell had just fled tens of thousands of miles, finally letting out a breath of relief and getting ready to run off in another direction. At that moment, with everything that had just happened, his guard was at its absolute lowest. But right then, a deadly flash of sword light burst forth right in front of his chest. In that split second, Hanson felt a wave of deadly cold rush through him, making his scalp tingle...