Chapter 1782

That was a spiritual tool’s fatal blow. Or rather, it might be an existence far greater than a spiritual tool. Poof! Alex spat out a mouthful of blood abruptly. It was already a disadvantage to have the body to bear the mystic tool’s attack. On the other hand, the owner who harnessed the lance was surely a cut above Alex in the cultivation base. After three seconds of drilling, his Mystic Armor broke. The long lance pierced into Alex’s back for a full three centimetres before it stopped. Alex’s blood had sprayed all over Claire’s face. She was terribly frightened and did not know what had happened. However, at this time, one of the walls at the villa’s main gate collapsed with a bang, making a big hole in the middle that even a car could fit through. At first, she thought that Alex, who had gone out of his mind, wanted to defile her after sleeping with her daughter. But now, she was only left with worries. “Alex. Alex, how are you?” She nervously looked at Alex as her f