PopularNovelChapter 1146
Atlas looked at Curtis with a half-smile.
He felt the aura of a stage eight grandmaster in this guy.
How could a stage eight grandmaster wear a golden robe?
“Who are you to tell my master what to do?” Puck stared at Atlas
coldly.
“Huh? You think you can just cout here and cheat people?” Atlas, the eldest son of the Kennedys in Capiton,
had been proud all his life. Why would he be scared of this little nobody?
“Cheat? Open your eyes and see, my master is the Storm Crane of Northern Xanthalos, Curtis Vankemp!” Puck
was like a mad dog whose tail had been stepped on as he roared with red eyes.
Atlas slapped Puck in the face.
Puck was just a stage five Energy Cultivation Realm expert.
Atlas was in the Profound Reality realm.
Even without the use of true energy, Puck was beaten badly.
“You bastard, how dare you hit me...
Puck clenched his fist and thrust it toward Atlas’ face.
Nobody dared to disrespect him ever since he becCurtis’
follower.
How dare this inexperienced brat hit him?
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Atlas squeezed Puck’s hand and then kicked him out. Puck flew ten meters away like a cannonball.
After hitting a tree, his eyes rolled back and he fainted.
Everett looked at the young man in astonishment. He opened his
mouth and wanted to say something, but he felt like he had lost his
voice.
He had no choice but to turn his attention to Curtis.
At this time, Curtis’ face was extremely gloomy. “Brat, how dare you hit my disciple? | suggest you go outside
and inquire about me, the
Storm Crane!”
As soon as he finished speaking, he was slapped and flew five
meters away.
Three of his teeth flew out.
“Who gives a fuck if you're the Storm Crane?”
This time, it was Nash who slapped him. Nash did not want to waste
time.
There was no need for further trouble if he could solve it by force.
Atlas felt relieved.
He thought, ‘No wonder the relationship between Master and Nash is
so strong. They both have similar tempers!”
Curtis glared at Nash. As he was rummaging through his bag for a golden rune, he cursed, “How dare you speak
out of turn? You're just a young brat! I'll make you die here today!”
He took out a rune and chanted the spell. The golden rune turned into flames and rushed toward Nash instantly.
Nash did not dodge or avoid. He allowed the flames to envelop him.
Curtis laughed loudly. “Weren't you so capable earlier? Why don’t you shout now? How can you, a martial arts
practitioner, fight with me, a Path practitioner?”
Nash waved his hand gently. The flames on his body were immediately extinguished.
Everyone looked around and saw that Nash was safe and intact.
If it were not for the scorch marks on the soil under his feet, they
would have thought it was just an illusion.
“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible! How could my rune have no effect on you at all?”
Curtis was devastated.
That fire rune incantation could instantly erupt into a temperature
500 degrees.
Not to mention a person, even a cow would be burned to death.
Nash could not be bothered with this person. He looked at Everett and asked, “You're the person in charge of this
archeology?”
Everett nodded. “My nis Everett Holmes, the general person in charge of the Hex Bend Trench Excavation
Project. May | know who
Velen”
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“Golden Amulet Master Nash Calcraft!”
Nash showed his Golden Amulet Master's Token again.
Everett stared blankly at the token in Nash’s hand, feeling turmoil in
his heart.
He joined the archaeological team at the age of 25, and it had been
60 years.
In these 60 years, he had excavated hundreds of ancient tombs and encountered sserious evil spirits.
Usually, he would just enlist sgenuine Path practitioners from Path Sanctuaries to solve those difficult
problems.
If those practitioners still could not solve the problem, he could only
contact a Golden Amulet Master.
He had inquired about sinformation about Golden Amulet Masters and found that there were only four in the
entire Drakonia.
They were the strongest existences of contemporary Path takers.
He thought he would never have the chance
Master in his life.
o meet a Golden Amulet
He never thought that today would be the day he met one.
He thought, ‘But... this guy is too young, right?’
After a while, Everett finally regained his composure. He lowered his
head respectfully and greeted, “Greetings, Master Calcraft!”
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