Chapter 587: It's All My Fault!

Their composure finally shattered. The Red-Haired Elder collapsed beneath a tree, his chest caved in. Blood clung to the corner of his mouth, and his eyes had gone hollow, like two dead pools. The Yellow-Haired Middle-Aged Man stood frozen where he was, legs shaking. Cold sweat soaked him from head to toe, leaving him like a dog with its spine ripped out. Neither of them had imagined that their greatest trump card still wouldn't be enough to beat Asher Jauncy. This was Domain Force bestowed by...