Chapter 673

There was a sickening crunch as the Sage Lake Sect apprentice's hand started to ice up, his skin soon freezing into a dried blackness. It was a sight of sheer horror, and the other Sage Lake Sect apprentices promptly backed away in fear. "Urgh…" Dahok groaned as he stirred, pushing himself up to his seat in the shrine. "Ingrate!!!" he finally snapped after mumbling the word repeatedly before coughing another mouthful of black blood. This time, everyone stayed well away, having learned their lesson. Dahok wheezed even as the black blood iced up on the floor, finally able to speak again. "Go!" he bellowed. "Take down that bastard Maron and bring him to me!" Quinn and Frank traded glances, and both strode up. "No, absolutely not!" Frank barked, holding up a hand. "What… Why?" Dahok wheezed through shallow breaths but forced a smile nonetheless. "I haven't met you, sir, but I'm grateful that you saved my life. However, I shall have that treacherous boy… Today…" "Are you sure the