Chapter 1562


    Gerald Crawford:The Secretly Rich Man Novel (Invisible or Poorest) Chapter 1562


    “As you’ve said, I’m no longer the old me! Regardless, I’m sure you know why both of us are meeting


    today. Cutting straight to the chase, release my family right this instant! They have nothing to do with


    what’s happening between us!” said Gerald in a casual tone.


    “Release them you say? Oh, I will! I’ll definitely be releasing Dn and the rest! Of course, that


    includes M!” sneered Daryl.


    “…What? You… You’ve even captured M?” replied Gerald, stunned.


    “That’s right! While she did get captured by those from the Sun League, she didn’t die! Quite a bit


    happened after that, but essentially, I managed to get my hands on her while she was representing


    Jaetra on a trip to earth! Either way, I know how much you want your family to be together, Gerald,


    which is why I’m honestly doing you a favor by reuniting her with Dn and the rest!” said Daryl with a


    scoff.


    “You… You despicable rat…!” growled the infuriated Gerald as he instantly made a sword finger


    gesture!


    A split secondter, a strong bolt of lightning shot toward Daryl’s direction!


    While it was true that Daryl’s initial goal had been to trigger Gerald, now that he saw how strong


    Gerald’s attack was, his eyelids couldn’t help but twitch. This power… He truly was a Chakra King!


    “Demon protection!” yelled Daryl as darkness rapidly encased the old man within a protective orb!


    Had Daryl activated the skill a secondter, the golden bolt would’ve surely struck him! Even so, the


    near-blindingly bright bolt wasn’t done yet. Still pushing against Daryl’s dark barrier, the force of it


    began creating gales that were so strong that it uprooted a lot of the vicinity’s greenery, causing them


    to instantly wilt!


    Shortly after, an explosive sound could be heard as even the porch that Daryl was still standing on—


    that wasn’t protected under the dark orb—sted into pieces! Following that, debris and dust began


    flying everywhere…


    It honestly shouldn’t have been that hard for Daryl to block Gerald’s lightning attack. After all, he was a


    Third-rank Chara King as well.


    What he hadn’t anticipated, however, was the fact that Gerald’s sword attack would behave this


    strangely! It was constantly changing!


    From what Daryl could see, it looked like multiple pulses of power were being pushed into the golden


    bolt of lightning, making itrger andrger as more power flowed into it!


    Eventually, a crack could be heard, and before Daryl knew it, the shadowy barrier had shattered not


    unlike broken ss!


    This wasn’t good! Immediately retracting his power, Daryl then made a mad dash away from the


    iing attack!


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    Following that, the ground almost seemed to explode as the lighting bolt shot right for the cliff opposite


    of them, leaving a deep gash that was at least four meters deep!


    Upon seeing that, Daryl quickly found himself stumbling backward till the back of his soles touched the


    cliff’s edge…


    Even after managing to stabilize himself, Daryl’s breath was heavy and his eyes wide open as the


    utterly bbergasted old man muttered, “…What… What kind of attack even was that? Where did you


    learn that from?!”


    “Just so you know, aside from Thunder Eruption, there exists another skill called the Ninth-sky de.


    As a trivia, this skill was specifically designed to counter evil powers like yours!” exined Gerald in a


    frigid tone.


    “…How incredible… It truly appears that you’ve inherited all of Liemis’s powers… However, allow me to


    remind you that both of us are Third-rank Chara Kings, Gerald. I hope you don’t assume that I’ll lose to


    you, just because you have an extra skill or two! Regardless, I’ve been feeling a bit worn out in the past


    few days. With that said, what do you say to a duel at Yanam’s dragon tower at noon tomorrow? Since


    we’re having a decisive battle on who lives or dies, I’ll be sure to bring your family members along as


    well!” growled Daryl in an icy tone as he ced his hands against his back.


    While Daryl had a poker face on, a steady stream of blood was already dripping from his torn palms


    and purlicues. Even the veins on his trembling arms were now extremely visible as they pulsated wildly


    due to all the stress they had just faced.