Chapter 988: Fighting the Governor of Iron and Blood!
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Records of the Human Emperor Chapter 988: Fighting the Governor of Iron and Blood!

Chapter 988: Fighting the Governor of Iron and Blood!

Translated by: Hypersheep325

Edited by: Michyrr

The High Priest was Masil's true master, but Masil never dared to call him such. The High Priest had taught far from just him alone. The entire Arabian Empire feared him, and even the Caliph treated him with great respect.

As he was thinking about these things, Masil trembled, and his progress came to a complete halt, as if he had run into some invisible wall. Masil was at first confused, and then he exploded with fury.

"Beast, hurry up and move!" Masil harshly scolded, at the same time taking out a brown dagger and stabbing it into the head of the centipede monster. The sense of collision that Masil had felt was really because the centipede monster had suddenly stopped moving for some reason.

But this was far from the only thing that would surprise Masil.

In the past, whenever Masil stabbed it with his dagger, the centipede monster would assuredly howl in pain, but this time, the centipede monster not only did not move forward, it remained frozen in place like it had been turned to stone.

"Damn it! Just what's going on here!"

Masil was both shocked and angry. The dagger in his hand, imbued with a power that was anathema to the centipede monster, stabbed down several more times, even punching a wound through which green blood flowed. Yet the centipede monster remained in place, its body rooted to the spot deep underground. It felt more like Masil was stabbing at an empty shell.

"Bastard!"

Masil was truly getting anxious now. The threat of Wang Chong followed him like his shadow. The smallest error would lead to his death on the battlefield.

"Masil, there's no need to waste your energy." At this moment, an indifferent voice rang out over Masil's head. "I've already taken control of this monster. As I said before, you can't escape!"

The voice was flat and emotionless, but in Masil's voice, it was like a peal of thunder, a bolt of lightning cleaving at his body.

"Wang Chong!"

Masil's body trembled like el

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