306. Aarav vs Four Plaguebringers

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"Clanngg....Boomnn...!!"

"Swiish....Bammn...!!"

"Ahh... Cough... Cough...!" Aarav took another relentless hit, sliding back a few steps before losing his balance and dropping to one knee, blood dripping from his mouth.

"Hahaha... Elandor's Heir, already broken? I was hoping to play with you some more!" The bald cultist cackled, his words dripping with contempt.

Aarav wiped the blood from his lips, smirking. "Feeling smug, huh? It’s just a scratch, nothing worth mentioning." He rose to his feet, his body glowing as the injury healed instantly, as though it never existed.

The cultist's eyes widened, then his expression twisted with anger. "Damn it! I forgot Elandor is the God of Healing and Medicine!" Realizing his mistake, fury replaced his shock, and he lunged at Aarav in a blind rage, furious at being humiliated.

Aarav's smile turned cold. "Heh, let me show you what else I can do," he muttered under his breath.

"Swishhh... Whoosh...!!"

The cultist attacked wildly, but A
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