Chapter 857 (1/2)

Chapter 857: 267. Foolish and Cunning_4

Noland Lee had defeated the Four-Ring Demon Spirit Wizard and killed the Tide Spy in an instant. The scene was vivid in his mind.

A hint of fear emerged in Dickler Fagen’s eyes.

He struggled to swallow his saliva and looked at the family secret guard who was gripping the railing:

“Uncle… Uncle… Stop him… stop him! Hurry up and stop him! This guy is a madman!”

“Shut up! Useless! He is much smarter than you think! A person like him, once he initiates a life-and-death duel, he must be certain of victory!”

The family secret guard stared intently at Noland Lee’s utterly indifferent face:

“I ask you, is this your decision, or the decision of the Deep Sea Branch?”

Noland Lee slightly tilted his head, looking down at his opponent:

“Asking for the truth is meaningless to a man about to die. Embrace your death.”

“Fine, I accept your life-and-death duel.”

He smirked maliciously, opened his arms, and shouted:

“Come on, let’s start the battle right here! Right in the center of the crowd! Can you guarantee not to harm the onlookers? If you harm even one innocent person, I will immediately report you to the Wizard Enforcement Department, convict you as a criminal, then torture you, enslave your soul, and destroy your Resurrection Witch!”

Noland Lee took out a magic scroll from his Magic Pouch.

Upon tearing the scroll, aqua blue radiance burst forth, shooting into the sky, and falling onto the sea surface like an umbrella canopy.

Dozens of water pillars rose from the sea surface, merging into a thick water tornado that rushed toward the sailing ship.

The water tornado enveloped the passengers and the ship, avoiding only the two duelists.

The water tornado that swept up people and the ship caused the passengers to scream in terror, and the scene immediately became as chaotic as a flood.

With a wave of Noland Lee’s hand, the sailing ship and passengers bound by the water tornado turned into pure water, merging into one with the water tornado.

The water tornado dived underwater and, when it reappeared, had reached a distant point near the skyline.

The water tornado expelled the passengers and the ship from its body, placing them gently onto the sea surface.

In front of Noland Lee, there were no more bystanders, only the two rightful participants in the life-and-death duel.

Dickler Fegen and the family secret guard, relying on the “Levitation Spell” from their magic boots, steadied their bodies in midair.

The family secret guard summoned a flying stone tablet and, without a word, rushed towards the direction of Suman Archipelago:

“If you dare, follow me! Damn bastard! Let’s have a duel in the City of Suman! I’d like to see if you have the guts to force me into a fight with you!”

“Stupid and cunning,” Noland Lee watched the family secret guard’s figure fade.

He didn’t bother with the shrewd family secret guard and instead turned his gaze to the trembling Dickler Fegen:

“Surrender, or death?”