Rising from the Ashes (Andrew) novel Chapter 1972

These two experts from the Hopkinses might not have had exceptionally high cultivation levels, but their martial arts foundations were rock-solid.

However, under the Phantom Mirage, they were completely useless.

Its true power lay in seizing the mind. Hence, no matter how strong their bodies were, if their will was stolen or tempted, they would fall under Eric's control.

The fighter on the right froze mid-strike, then dropped to his knees before Eric.

Timothy, who had been expecting a good show, frowned and shot Eric a look filled with suspicion.

Eric sneered coldly and strode forward, intending to continue subduing Timothy.

However, Timothy pointed behind him and said with great joy, "Mr. Driscoll Senior, you've finally shown yourself! Perfect… Andrew is right here, kill him."

Eric's heart skipped. He spun around instinctively, a bad feeling surging through him.

Could Maurice have set a trap, waiting for them to walk right into it?

Just then, he heard the sound of wind rushing by his ear.

Timothy laughed with vicious glee. "Freak, you fell for it!"

A stabbing cold pierced Eric's mind like needles. He was furious, but it was already too late. He gritted his teeth and prepared to be successfully ambushed by Timothy.

"Really? Even a cheap trick like this can fool you?" Andrew's helpless voice rang out at that moment, sounding unhurried and even carrying a hint of laziness.

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