Chapter 1422 Im Angus An (2/2)

Angus's voice rang out in Austi

of panic as he prepared a countermove.

He started to draw various formulas in the air as he tried to regain full control of the array again.

”You old bastard, it's too late.”

There was no way Austin would watch Lyman snatch the control of the array from Angus. He immediately launched an attack to the man.

”Swoosh!”

The overwhelming evil aura filled the air. A beam of black light emerged from the evil aura and stood in front of Lyman. There appeared Austin's demonic avatar. Lyman was not prepared for that attack.

The demonic avatar swung fiercely at Lyman. All of a sudden, darkness devoured the square and no one could see anything.

It attacked Lyman with the powerful Demon Punch.

”Bang!”

The cunningly low sound rang.

After that, the darkness disappeared and everybody could now see things clearly.

A figure came into their view. It was no other than Lyman. He stepped back with blood coming out of his mouth.

”I'm Angus An—the founder of the Magic Hand Sect. I got killed by my rebellious disciple, Lyman five hundred years ago.

And now... I'm back.

From now on, Lyman is no longer the leader of the Magic Hand Sect. He will be nothing but a traitor.”

Angus's flat voice reverberated throughout the square. However, his words spoke of a deadly promise.

A deafening silence enveloped the whole area.

Everyone present on the square was dumbfounded. They kept staring at Angus with wide eyes.

Lyman's face paled instantly. All the blood drained from his face.

”No, that's impossible. I'm sure I ended this old bastard long ago,” Lyman murmured, gaping at the elder who was wearing a black robe.

He still couldn't believe that Angus was here, alive.