Chapter 118: Blood Sect Remnants
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Updated : May 21st, 2026
Alonso Pamplin froze, then flew into a rage.
He was Ninefolk Domainhaven's once-in-a-century prodigy, the one meant to carry its future on his shoulders, and he had died just like that!
"You filthy bastard!"
He roared himself hoarse and drove a fist at Daxton Mabbett.
Leonidas Lashbrook snorted and met it head-on with a punch of his own.
Their fists collided, and both men staggered back.
Daxton looked at Alonso. "Domain Lord Pamplin, you really are lower than pigs and dogs."
Alonso's face...
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