Mafia Don And His 7 Sisters by Bryson Salazar

Chapter 482 He’s so looking forward to it

What a horrible force!

John Lopez spit out a mouthful of blood, and his dark eyes trembled violently.

The finger that had fused with the spiritual fire was almost the strongest power that his physical body could

unleash. However, when facing the left arm of Necropolis, it did not work.

A broken arm was already so powerful. How terrifying would it be if the Ghost Tribe really resurrected that

necropolis?

Even the Alps Mountain would be shattered by it.

A trace of worry rose in John Lopez’s heart.

Perhaps it was because of his five years of service that John Lopez didn’t care about his own interests like

other cultivators.

He had already engraved “patriotic bond” deep in his bones.

The title of King of Horizon was the best proof.

Therefore, John Lopez would never allow a horrible existence like Necropolis to bring trouble to US.

He must stop the Ghost Tribe’s plan.

How?

First, he needed to grasp Walker Blake and see if he could force out the secret about the heart of Necropolis.

Just now, when Wilbert Blake talked about the plan of the Ghost Tribe, he mentioned that the key to revive

Necropolis was the heart of Necropolis.

If the heart was destroyed, the Necropolis would not be able to revive.

However, Wilbert Blake didn’t know where the heart was.

More than 20 years had passed, and perhaps the other three Ghost Kings had found the heart.

He had to interrogate Walker Blake.

After thinking for a while, John Lopez said to Alice Moon who was about to help him up. “I’m fine. You’d better stay

away from me. No matter what happens today, I must defeat Walker Blake.”

Alice Moon stopped and looked worried, but she nodded obediently.

She could do nothing to help him now.

She could only retreat silently.

At this moment, Walker Blake was also shocked.

He couldn’t believe that the attack of the left arm of Necropolis didn’t smash the Oracle King into pieces?

After all, that power was enough to smash a cultivator at The consummation of Golden Crystal Realm into

blood mist!

However, although Oracle King was forced to retreat and spit out blood, this result made Walker Blake very

dissatisfied.

This shouldn’t be like this!

It was because of that finger.

Walker Blake narrowed his deep eyes and carefully looked at the red index finger of John Lopez.

Just now, the spiritual flame burst out from the index finger. It was that finger that had removed most of the power

from Necropolis’s left arm.

If he could put the finger on his right hand, it would

Thinking of that, Walker Blake’s eyes suddenly became hotter. He licked his lips and said, “I’m really lucky today.

First, Wilbert Blake sent me the ghost power, and then you sent me a finger. I really must thank you.”

Walker Blake grinned hideously.

He enjoyed the feeling of strength soaring.

At the same time, he was crazy.

He was eager to know what would happen to his body if he merged the finger with the spiritual fire.

Was it to become the spiritual fire and the ghost power restrained each other or stronger together?

The more Walker Blake thought about it, the crazier and greedier he became.

He was so looking forward to it!

And he drooled.

Huh?

Just as Walker Blake was thinking about getting the finger of John Lopez, his eyebrows suddenly twitched.

At this moment.

He felt a strong aura.

Sword spirit?

When did this Oracle King cultivate the Sword spirit?

Walker Blake was confused.

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When he had been hiding in the Moore Family as Dolly Moore, he had thought that Oracle King was a

contemptible scoundrel. But after all, he had a very good reputation in US.

Walker Blake disdained to talk to him, but there would always be some news about the Oracle King that

reached his ears.

Oh, he shouldn’t be called Oracle King but King of Horizon.

The humans of US would always send their faith, the news of the King of Horizon, to the ears of Walker

Blake.

It was difficult for Walker Blake not to know this person.

He also knew that in the battle on Mount Oracle, Oracle King alone had relied on a sword to intimidate a

hundred soul realm warriors.

Anyone who knew a little about swordsmanship could tell that the Oracle King didn’t know any

swordsmanship at all. He just relied on a brute force to knock down the hundred warriors at Walker Blake

realm.

Of course, it was also because those soul realm warriors were too weak.

Walker Blake could tell that too.

That was why he was even more surprised.

How could a person who hadn’t even learned swordsmanship understand the Sword spirit? Was he a born

sword cultivator?

Obviously not.

If he was born to be a sword cultivator, Walker Blake could feel the sharp aura from him.

Although the temperament of the Oracle King also contained sharpness, it did not belong to the sharpness of

a sword cultivator.

Walker Blake couldn’t figure out how the awesome Sword spirit aura was released by the Oracle King just

now.

However.

Anyway.

The Sword spirit had already made him feel threatened.

Fearing of being careless, Walker Blake hurriedly activated Necropolis’s left arm. In an instant, a pale light. flashed,

and Walker Blake’s left arm suddenly expanded.

A strong sense of oppression from Necropolis poured out.

Buzz!

At this moment.

John Lopez suddenly opened his five fingers.

A diamond shaped mirror suddenly appeared in his palm, and the light on the mirror continued to flicker.

The Sword spirit that Walker Blake had sensed just now came from Lucky Mirror in the palm of John Lopez.

John Lopez encountered a total of three Almighty Sword Spirits in the undersea world, and one of them was

consumed when he was displaying the function of Lucky Mirror.

The remaining two were still stored by John Lopez.

This was his most powerful attacking method at present.

There were only two chances in total.

Unless he had no choice, John Lopez was reluctant to use it.

But Walker Blake in front of him was too powerful, especially the strange left arm of Necropolis. John Lopez couldn’t

think of any other way to deal with it.

He could only take out a Sword spirit to see if it could destroy the left arm of Necropolis.

“Slash!”

With a shout, the Almighty Sword Spirit roared out from his palm in an instant.