Chapter 1488 Sect Master, Please Spare My Life
“Master, why don’t we just find a chance and escape. Besides, even if we killed Tyr Summer, the Siamese King would not spare us too.” So Leviathan’s eldest disciple Samiul suggested.
“Escape?”
Leviathan turned his head around and glared at Samiul. He chided, “Samiul, you have been my disciple for years. You know my character well. How dare you suggest I escape now?”
At this time, those who company Leviathan were the elites of the Leviathan Sect. They were made of a dozen elders, great Muay Thai fighters of the Leviathan Sect from all over the country, and Leviathan’s elite disciples. Each one of them was a supreme first-class fighter.
Even though there were so many fighters within their party, the momentum of the Leviathan Sect was pretty weak. They were somewhat discouraged.
“Almost all of the Ma royal family fighters have fled.” As a result, one of the elders said, “We are fighting a losing game.”
“Bes, even you want to escape?” Leviathan turned his head around. When he glared

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