Cherished By Seven Sisters Novel novel Chapter 772

Chapter 772 Made Contact 

“Of course. After all, I am the holy guardian of Chanaca. Don’t you consider me an important figure? Aren’t you afraid of me?” Emrys stated confidently. 

“Ignorant!” 

The man in black fell silent for a moment, then suddenly spat.. 

Following that, he revealed a hint of pity in his expression as he said, “The so–called holy guardian of Chanaca is nothing more than a title those common folks have given you. In the eyes of people like us, you are nothing but a joke.” 

“People like you?” 

Emrys narrowed his eyes, asking with keen interest, “What kind of people are you?” 

“You’re not worthy to know. After all, we are people you could never afford to provoke.” 

The man in black seemed reluctant to waste any more time on Emrys, his gaze intensifying abruptly as he once again closed in with large strides. 

“Sky Devourer Lord, even though we look down upon you, in the eyes of the common folks, you are still a person of some repute. Do not let yourself be ruined because of a 

woman.” 

In the eyes of the man in black, Emrys was completely bewitched by feminine charm. 

Just now, when that woman kissed him, he was immediately smitten. Such self–control is incredibly weak, and it is clear that he is not destined for any great achievements in the future. 

In front of those ordinary folks, it’s fine to show off. But daring to show off in front of real experts, that’s simply courting death. 

The man in black rapidly closed in. Just as he was about to reach Emrys, he bellowed, “Get lost!” 

The momentum of the Foundation Stage once again surged forth. 

In the abandoned land, wild grass fluttered about, and the soil was thrown into chaos. 

In an instant, sand was flying and rocks were moving. 

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In a rush, Yelena tightly embraced the little girl, her hand covering the child’s eyes. 

Emrys stood amidst the flying sand, unwavering. 

The man in black didn’t show the slightest surprise. He sneered and said, “Sky Devourer Lord, do 

you think it would be effortless for me to confront a hundred Divinity martial artists with my strength? Could I also be revered as a holy guardian by those mortals?” 

His words were laden with sarcasm. 

The implication was that the hundred man–made Divinity martial artists of the original Deity Slayer Alliance were, in his view, nothing more than a swarm of ants. 

Defeating that swarm of ants was not something to be particularly proud of. 

Not any casual Foundation Stage cultivator could easily replace the so–called Chanaca’s holy guardian. 

Therefore, there was truly no need to be smug about one’s achievements because those accomplishments were utterly worthless. 

“What you can do, I can do as well. Not just me, but many, many others can do it too. It’s just that we don’t share your vanity. Those empty titles, we disdain to seek!” 

The man in black didn’t forget to mock Emrys thoroughly. 

Following that, he boldly made his move. 

His hand once again curled into a claw, transforming into five sharp blades aimed directly at Emrys‘ neck. 

She harbored the reckless intention of sending Emrys to hell in the shortest possible time. 

“You’re quite confident, aren’t you?” 

Emrys, however, remained unruffled, a faint smile playing on his lips. As the man in black’s claw–like hand drew near, he suddenly lunged forward, choosing to advance rather than retreat.