Chapter 4227

Greg’s sole focus was to kill Adrian, determined to claim his head. "Damn you! I’d like to see how you escape now. If you want this spirit treasure, then go to hell for it!" His voice rang out with fury. Adrian responded with a cold laugh. "Do you really think you're guaranteed to win?" From Adrian’s perspective, Greg was far too confident. Did the latter really believe he had what it took to defeat him? Even with a crowd charging at him, Adrian didn’t flinch. Tyron, standing nearby, couldn’t fathom what Adrian was thinking. In such a fierce and terrifying situation, most would have fled. But Adrian remained calm, facing everything head-on. His composure was beyond what anyone could understand. With a flash of killing intent in his eyes, Adrian said, "Tyron, stay behind me. It won’t take long to deal with these ants." Tyron froze, uncertain about what Adrian had up his sleeve. He wondered whether Adrian could really take on the overwhelming number of enemies before them. The crow