A Proper Student Only Takes Nine Potions a Day
Chapter 290

Blasphemous Plague vs. Rabid Divine Carbuncle (Please Vote)

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With nothing left to stop him, Evan drove his terrifying fist straight at Russell.

Russell seemed prepared. An impossibly thick shield of tree bark suddenly appeared before him, enclosing him on all sides.

Red and black markings covered the wall, along with countless thorns. It was over a meter thick.

Evan sensed the auras of both the Ghoul King and the Primordial Sage within it.

Faced with a wall that carried a trace of divinity, Evan slammed his fist into it without hesitation.

Crack!

His monstrous physical strength met the hard scales and thorns in a head-on collision.

The violent impact unleashed a shock wave that blew away the mosquitoes and insects swarming toward him.

The thorns, imbued with a trace of divinity, were incredibly tough. They pierced the scales on Evan's hand in an instant.

But the scales healed the very next moment.

As they were pierced, however, black blood seeped through the gaps between them and smeared across the seemingly indestructible wall.

A burst of fierce corrosion followed, sending up wisps of smoke. Evan's enormous fist sank into the wall.

Hidden behind it, Russell sounded smug. "This wall is unbreakable! It's a manifestation of divine power!"

"Strength alone won't get you through it. Forget a Half-Step Master like you—even a Lord couldn't break it! I—"

Russell stopped mid-sentence. Cracks had appeared in the barrier before him.

"Wh... at!?"

Boom!

The tree fibers creaked and tore apart...

Evan's terrifying fist, gleaming white knuckle duster and all, punched straight through the wall, over a meter thick!

The force left in the blow obliterated Russell's head and upper body.

As Russell's body burst apart, another figure tumbled out in disarray.

It was Pierson, whom Russell had been using as living fuel!

Pierson had fallen into utter despair. The instant he saw

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