Chapter 142

Drake fought the pain in his eye and stood up once more. He was about to rise when he heard a loud thud. Atlas shot a silver needle into his thigh. Drake's feet gave out, causing him to collapse on his knees. Two huge holes appeared on the ground. All the people of Basilisk Shrine were stunned by the sight of it. Drake had lost the fight. He was extremely infamous, but not even he was a match for Atlas. Marcos and Janet were completely dumbfounded, especially the latter. Her hands couldn't stop shaking. She couldn't believe this outcome. "How is this possible? What sick joke is this? How is it that Lord Drake couldn't beat you in a fight? Who the hell are you, Atlas Blackwell? "Y-You…" Atlas turned around and looked at Janet disdainfully. "As I said, you and the Kingston family are going to pay a heavy price for everything you all did. "I'm just getting started now." Then, Atlas turned around and looked at the outskirts of Basilisk Shrine. He roared authoritatively, "Heed my