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Chapter 988: Chapter 988: You Can’t Beat Even One, Can You, Marshall Tate?

Flames swept across the sky, with red light continuously flashing. The flames, along with the Scarlet Mist, were all absorbed by the Water-Fire Mirror.

Soon, the Scarlet Mist inside the cave was swept away, leaving nothing behind. After the mist had been gathered, Carson Flores quickly stored the Water-Fire Mirror into his Space Ring, as if the Mirror was about to be corroded and become too hot to handle.

”Will it break?” asked Kash Lam.

Carson Flores shook his head, ”Don’t know; we’ll see later. Staying alive is more important right now.”

A sigh of relief escaped everyone as the crisis was temporarily averted.

Because of Carson Flores’s words and actions, everyone subconsciously thought that the Water-Fire Mirror was corroded, probably ruined, and their own little schemes regarding it faded considerably.

Marshall Tate had watched Liam Malone die right in front of him, and he had been too busy dealing with the Red Blood Mist to pay attention to Carson Flores. Now that the crisis was over, Marshall Tate turned and glared at Carson Flores, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.

”Carson Flores, you killed the son of Rajevols, now you owe a life in return!”

Carson Flores was unafraid, replying coldly, ”He attempted to kill me, so naturally I’d kill him. Is there a problem? What, does Rajevols think Nutwood Mountain has nobody capable?”

The Supreme Elder of the Lam Family burst into laughter, ”Just now, you remarked that Rajevols had rotten beams and crooked pillars. Back in the day, Carson Flores saved Liam Malone only to be betrayed by him in return; today, he was backstabbed by Liam Malone again. Today, Carson Flores used the Water-Fire Mirror to gather this Scarlet Mist. Even if that doesn’t count as saving everyone’s lives, it sure is a big help.”

”The mist has just been diverted, and here you are going after Carson Flores again. Tsk tsk, this ungrateful behavior must be a recurring practice in Rajevols. The young do it, so do the elderly; my eyes are truly opened today.”

Supreme Elder Kolton Fuentes of the Taiyi Sect spoke indifferently, ”One must act reasonably. Being shameless will only earn disdain. Liam Malone harmed Carson Flores first, and he didn’t die by Carson Flores’s hands but under the Red Blood Mist. Carson Flores cannot be blamed. Moreover, what goes around comes around. Even if Carson Flores did kill Liam Malone personally, it’s his own capability. If you’re trying to throw your weight around and bully others simply because you’re older, I won’t stand for it.”

Sect Master Andrea Reid of the Huayue Sect chuckled lightly, ”Try laying a hand on him and see if you can still leave here today!”

Cave Master Tanner Bautista of Mount Kahdas Cave spoke faintly, ”Liam Malone brought his fate upon himself. Let the matter rest.”

Marshall Tate’s face turned red, but he was at a loss for words.

Even the imposing Cave Master of Mount Kahdas was speaking up for Carson Flores. What could he possibly do?

He wasn’t the master of Rajevols. He was just the Sect Master of one of the Four Sects of Rajevols, the Sect Master of Earth Element Sect. In terms of status, he was far beneath Tanner Bautista.

Resentfully, Marshall Tate said, ”It wasn’t your sect’s future that died, of course you can afford to stand and talk without back pain.”

Carson Flores replied coldly, ”He deserved to die. Although it wasn’t by my own hand, I acknowledge it. If Rajevols has any complaints, feel free to seek revenge against me. I’m ready for it. Doesn’t everyone have some elders to rely on?”

Hearing Carson Flores’s last sentence, the corners of everyone’s mouths twitched involuntarily, their gazes towards Marshall Tate carrying a trace of subtlety.

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You, Marshall Tate, wouldn’t be able to beat any of them, would you?

Probably no one in your Earth Element Sect could, could they?

You’re just being arrogant now because the major players aren’t present. If any of those three were here, you likely wouldn’t dare to speak with such an attitude.

Did not the Deputy Sect Master of Chicheng Cave Day merely get flipped over by Elijah White in three moves, lying at home ever since? Isn’t he stronger than you?

Feeling deeply humiliated by the looks from the crowd, Marshall Tate became crimson-faced.

He turned to the other three Sects of Rajevols, only to find that none of them intended to speak up as if the matter had nothing to do with them.

Grinding his teeth, Marshall Tate scoffed, ”This is not over yet!”

Liam Malone was a disciple of Earth Element Sect. Although the Four Sects of Rajevols could be considered sibling sects, in reality, they each looked out for themselves. Liam Malone’s death didn’t particularly sadden the other three sects. Particularly Mila Walters, who was secretly happy inside. As for the other two sects, they preferred not to involve themselves and kept aloof.

In reality, if Liam Malone hadn’t betrayed Carson Flores, whether it was Carson Flores or anyone else looking to kill Liam Malone, out of respect for Rajevols, everyone would naturally come forward to help Liam Malone. It was unfortunate that what Liam Malone did left everyone with no ground to help him.

Carson Flores responded indifferently, ”I’ll be waiting.”

The enmity between Carson Flores and Liam Malone was thus shelved, and everyone’s attention once again returned to the altar at the center, gazing at the arm of that seemingly perfect woman.

”Stand back a bit, let’s try to break this formation!”

Three Tribulation Stage Experts approached and began bombarding the formation.

Forces capable of flattening mountains struck the formation, but it did not even tremble. Seeing this, everyone was slightly dumbstruck.

No way?

After experiencing so many dangers, having finally reached this last hurdle, was the formation unbreakable?

A treasure hoard just within sight, yet unattainable?