Chapter 1265

Becoming a level nine warrior king was an achievement that one would be proud of. On that note, it would undoubtedly be agonizing to have such an achievement destroyed by someone else. Sure enough, a dull sound echoed and the old man spat out mouthfuls of blood. He looked at his abdomen in disbelief. A severe pain hit him, and the whites of his eyes were only shown as he lost consciousness. Such a simple act had rendered a level nine warrior king completely useless. Before the old man fainted, he could only look at Severin in disbelief. "Rio!" Franko was frightened by what happened. He brought the four strong men with him to protect the old man, and the strongest among them was Rio — a level nine warrior king. Severin smiled faintly. He would never have dared to let the old man use any sort of technique. The restaurant belonged to them, after all, and it would have been destroyed if his technique was unleashed. For that reason, Severin pushed the opponent back with lightning speed