Chapter 295

Kendrick scoffed at Vivianne's threat, a hearty laugh escaping his lips. In his two decades in the city, his parasitic poison had claimed countless lives.

He mused, if ghosts truly sought revenge, would it be Vivianne's turn?

Kendrick retorted, "I eagerly await your vengeful spirit."

As he prepared to deliver the final blow, a hand clamped down on his shoulder.

Surprised, he turned to find Frederick, face bloodied but standing tall.

Kendrick was stunned as he wondered how his previous attack hadn't been fatal.

Before Kendrick could react, Frederick unleashed three powerful punches to his face. Caught off guard by the unexpected strength and ferocity of the attack, Kendrick reeled from the pain.

Despite forcefully ascending to the rank of Post-Advanced Martial Artist, the blows from Frederick struck him hard.

Kendrick clutched his face and howled in pain.

He realized that Frederick's strength rivaled or even surpassed Tyger's.

His vision blurred as he saw double images