“How dare you!?”
Rothschild, who was standing on the high spire of Cyamodus, bellowed angrily at Kang Chul-In.
“You dare step into my territory? You bastard!”
His voice contained a mixture of resent and murderous intent.
Kang Chul-In snorted.
However, Rothschild couldn’t hear him from afar.
Kang Chul-In pointed his middle finger at Rothschild to reveal his intentions. Wasn’t it just the best to insult Rothschild?
However, Kang Chul-In’s entertainment didn’t last long. The lightning strikes had yet to cease!
Kang Chul-In flung his body away.
Immediately, a lightning strike struck at where he was standing just moments ago. He had no luxury for a relaxing conversation with Rothschild.
“You, you bastard, will never get out of here alive. I swear to make this place your grave!”
That’s what you think.
Kang Chul-In simply ignored the infuriated Rothschild and chased after the escaping Cyamodus soldiers.
“D-Don’t come near me!”
In the soldiers’ eyes, Kang Chul-In was the death reaper himself.
The Lightning God!
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