Chapter 1800: Fck Off!

Kedar stumbled backward, barely dodging the spear, only to trip over his own feet. 

Brady was stunned by Kedar's level of incompetency and sent a quick glance over to Dyon. Seeing that he didn't care, he only grew bolder, sending forward another piercing strike. 

Lightning crackled along in his grey spear, following a swift boom of thunder. 

Brady couldn't help but relish the feeling of the weapon in his hand, he could have never imagined that weapons so good existed. 

After Dyon confiscated all of their weapons before, he thought that it was because he wanted to use them for his own army. But who would have known that a casual wave of Dyon's palm could create a weapon far better than he had ever laid eyes upon?

His qi surged through its body with ease and its balance couldn't have been more perfect… The ideal weapon for murder!