The Ex-Husband’s Revenge By Dragonsky

Chapter 3172

Raytor was thrilled to see his crimson armor.

In his excitement, he slammed his armored fists together, and a deafening sound shook the ground. The joy on his face turned even more visible.

Not only was he protected by armor, but it also seemed like he had an endless supply of energy.

It felt as if a gentle leap would allow him to soar into the air.

It was as though a gentle punch would allow him to shatter a large rock.

"Hahaha!"

He started laughing maniacally before looking at Nathan with amusement in his eyes. "Nathan, you're powerful, but I'm protected by Wolf God. In the end, I'm the one with the last laugh! Prepare yourself for your death now!" With that said, he raised his left hand and made a sweeping downward gesture on his helmet.

The visor was instantly pulled down to cover his face.

By then, every inch of him was covered by the crimson armor.

For the first time, a solemn look appeared on Nathan's face.

The members of the dark clan always seemed to pull mysterious and indescribable moves.

Nevertheless, he refused to believe that the barbarians could be more powerful than the master he used to have, Lothar.

Thus, Nathan uttered, "All fancy tricks in the face of absolute power are useless."

"Come on!" Raytor cried out as he launched an attack on Nathan.

Whoosh!

In the next second, he disappeared from Nathan's line of sight.

Nathan's heart lurched, but he soon noticed the change in airflow on his left.

Without turning around to look, Nathan raised his left hand to deliver a punch to his left.

Raytor had teleported to Nathan's left, wanting to hurl an attack from a difficult angle in an attempt to kill Nathan in one hit.

However, he did not expect Nathan's response to be that quick.

Bam!

His fist collided against Nathan's fist.

Then, the two separated.

Raytor was surprised. He never thought Nathan would still be able to resist his attack, even though he had become far more powerful. Nevertheless, he knew it was not the right time to be surprised. Therefore, he forcibly recomposed himself and launched himself toward Nathan to fight against him again.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The two of them exchanged blows, and in no time, they had delivered hundreds of attacks at each other. Right then, Raytor took the opportunity to strike Nathan's chest, sending the latter dozens of meters back. Blood, surprisingly, trickled from the corner of Nathan's lips.

Raytor was elated, and he began chortling. "Haha! Nathan, the tides have turned can't believe there will be a time when I draw blood from you! Still, this is only just the

beginning. I'm going to the ome

you torture you. I want you to

suffer a slow death as pain and helplessness devour you whole!"

Nathan stared at Raytor, who seemed like he had an infinite amount of power and would never tire out himself.

Then, he looked at the red moonlight shining on Raytor.

At that moment, a thought popped into his head.

There's something wrong with this red moonlight.

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Raytor's wounds healed when they were shone by the red moonlight, and he was also revitalized when the red moonlight shone on hing. Even~~~ the crimson armor he's wearing

seems to be connected to the moonlight. Everything's connected with the moonlight. This moonlight must be some form of mysterious energy that Raytor can perpetually use to recover, revitalize, and protect himself.

At that, Nathan narrowed his eyes and hissed, "You're right. This is just the beginning. You've enraged me,

so ready yourself to face

sw Wrath!"

With that, Nathan tugged off the military coat he had draped across his shoulder and threw it.

Whoosh!

The wind howled.

When the military coat flew past the

top of Raytor's head, it blocked the

moonlight from reaching Raytor for a

moment.

Raytor blinked in confusion, but before he could react to that, Nathan teleported toward him and pulled his hand back for a punch. "Military Punch, Quaking Dragon!"