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Chapter 5409
At that moment, Forsythe sneered. "Ambrose, surrender yourself. Since I can use Heather
to lure you here, I have enough stake in making sure I can capture you."
As the final word was spoken, the elites all drew their long sabers and focused their
attention on Ambrose.
"Stop bickering!' Ambrose was too lazy to talk to Forsythe. He waved his hand in the air,
holding the Tyrant Hammer. His entire body was charged with fighting energy. "Not only
am I going to save Heather today, but I will also avenge all the Elysium Gate disciples who
died three days ago.”
Ambrose flew up into the air and swung the Tyrant Hammer to create a golden ray to blast
his opponents. The golden ray glistened like thunder. Many elites saw a flash of light in
their eyes and could not avoid the attack. They were blasted off by the massive force
unleashed by the golden ray and vomited blood while falling to the ground and unable to
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Forsythe had a terrible look on his face. He shouted, "Listen carefully! Start the formation
to kill Ambrose at all costs. Don't panic. He is alone. No matter how powerful the Tyrant
Hammer is, his internal energy will eventually run out."
When the elites received the order, they looked at each other and moved quickly to form a
massive trap formation to surround Ambrose. The formation was hexagonal. The
formation's elites communicated with one another. Forsythe saw the formation in an
ancient book. Even though it was not a complex formation, it was difficult to break through
due to the large number of people forming it.
Heather panicked and cried when Ambrose became trapped by the formation. She
continued to cry. Then, she screamed, "Run, Ambrose! Please run, I beg you. Please!"
She knew Ambrose was a powerful man, but he could not win when his opponent had
planned ahead of time.
Ambrose's heart broke when he heard Heather sobbing. He clenched his teeth and said, "I
will never leave you, Heather! Well just have to die together!"
He looked around and yelled at Forsythe and the elites, "So you want my life? Come and
get it!" He tightened his grip on the Tyrant Hammer as he spoke and moved into the crowd
to begin killing.
Ambrose's eyes were filled with rage. His mind went insane to save
Heather. With every swing of the Tyrant Hammer, it would kill someone.
Many elites felt scared to see Ambrose’s bravery and toughness.
"Sh*t. Is he a human?" "Oh my god! So that is the power of the Tyrant Hammer. It's so
powerful.” "What are you scared of? He is just one person. We outnumber him!"
As he hovered in mid-air, Forsythe appeared solemn. He saw many of his subordinates die
as a result of Ambrose, but he endured and did not intervene. He knew how powerful
Ambrose was after fighting him several times. He was also aware that the Tyrant Hammer
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final blow when Ambrose's internal energy was nearly depleted.
Thus, he shouted at the elites of the Sea Dragon Palace, "Maintain the formation. Don't
panic."
The elites suppressed the fear in their hearts and coordinated with each other to keep
Ambrose surrounded in the middle.
Time passed slowly. The dead bodies of the elites towered over a small mountain.
Ambrose could not break through despite nearly 2,000 bodies piling up in front of him.
Ambrose's internal energy was nearly depleted in that situation. An elite ambushed him
from behind and slashed Ambrose's back. His back shattered, and blood poured out.
"Ambrose!” Heather shouted. She felt as if her heart had been broken into pieces.
Ambrose clenched his teeth and remained silent. He stood up straight, gripping the Tyrant
Hammer tightly. He laughed as he looked around. "So, this is how the Sea Dragon Palace
works? Ambush and outnumber their adversaries?"
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