Chapter 1563: Give It Back! (1/2)

Isabella glared at the Poison Mistress with aversion clear in her eyes.

Not only her, but in the Grand Wedding Hall, Evelynn and the others were all visibly angered. They all felt the urge to kill this evil woman who kept seducing their man. Moreover, the clothes that made the Poison Mistress look like a harlot and her evil background made them just even more hostile.

She ended up even attracting- no, poison the minds of all the men down here with her charm. Even the likes of Ancestor Krane Parazen looked as if he was almost going to drool. Ancestor Dian Alstreim wasn't much worse, having to constantly suppress the urge to be charmed by her, but when Ancestor Tirea Snow placed her hand on his shoulder, he relatively calmed down.

From this, they could see the charming prowess the Poison Mistress owned. Nevertheless, Davis looked as if he was not bewitched by it, making them relax, but even if Davis wanted her, they felt like they definitely wouldn't approve of a relationship with her.

However, Evelynn appeared a bit different.

On top of being angered, she looked charmed by the Poison Mistress's capability.

Is this how a woman who practices Poison Law should battle?

But then, she shook her head.

Never in her life would she be able to shamelessly dress like that!

However, inspiration did flood her mind. Those movements were heavenly, practically making it so that it was almost impossible to catch her even if the opponent closed in on her.

She wondered what kind of movement techniques the Poison Mistress practiced.

”You are...?”

The Poison Mistress curiously asked.

Isabella frowned, not wanting to answer this harlot's question, but she took this chance to introduce herself.

”Davis's third wife, Isabella.”

”Ah, so his name is Davis. Moreover, we're going to be sisters, I see.”

”Who's going to be sisters with you?”

Isabella began to walk towards her, a concealed intent flashing past her eyes.

The Poison Mistress made an amused expression on her face.

The distance was ample, and Isabella was slow in her eyes.

She raised her hands, creating a rune intending to kill this woman who rejected her when she was magnanimous enough to share. Dark purplish gas began to sharpen into a triangular shape, appearing to contain the profoundness of her ruinous poison. Her insights, her prowess, all of it was amalgamated into this rune, abruptly congealing into a lethal dark purplish rune that radiated undulations that equaled to the prowess of a High-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouse.

At this moment, her true prowess was apparent for all to see, making the people in the Grand Wedding Hall feel their hearts almost leap out of their throats.

Such prowess...

It made them feel pressured even within the barrier that protected them.

The Ancestors of the Nine Western Territories who remained were completely shocked, making them aware that this was why they never dared to offend the Poison Lord Villa. Their powerhouses were all frightening with their poisonous prowess, but within their ranks, the Poison Lord and the Poison Mistress were extremely exceptional that they even made the Four Great Righteous Sects not loosely pick a fight without a valid reason!

In the skies, the Poison Mistress looked at her dark purplish rune, giving off an immense might that scared the powerhouses below. She expected to see the same reaction of the woman walking towards her at her own pace but could only see an indifferent expression.

She narrowed her eyes, but it cleared as she had the confidence in her ultimate rune.

'My Ruinous Annihilation Poison Rune can even kill a High-Level Law Rune Stage Powerhouse in an instant... Let's see how you fare against it, third sister...'

She giggled, her emerald eyes possessing a crazed intent.

If Davis took this head-on and managed to survive like he displayed himself to be impervious, she was intent on pursuing him to death. However, it was too bad that this third wife of his was too impertinent to get who's the bigger sister out of them.

However, while she was in his own world, the powerhouses behind her were in awe of her Magnificent Law Rune and prowess, but some of them were suddenly reminded of the name Isabella that rang a bell in their minds.

It was someone whom they shouldn't offend...

'Wait... Dragon Queen Isabella!?'

*Whizz!~*

The dark purplish rune rushed towards Isabella, its undulations blazing with an intense might that suppressed the likes of Low-Level Law Rune Stage Poison Powerhouses who trained in Poison Laws.

”Mistress...! No...! She is-!”

They tried to warn her, but it was too late. The rune almost reached Isabella, about to clash in the next moment. However, Isabella reached out her hands, intending to appear as if she was going to swat it away with her bare hands. Witnessing this sight, the Poison Mistress deeply smiled, expecting to see an instant kill but what she saw left her lips part in incredulity, her jaws hanging agape.

*Crack!~*