Chapter: 1199

Torres reached behind his back and pulled out two daggers.

"Buddy! Save me… Quick!" Lexi wailed in agony as black blood flowed out from her nose continuously.

Dustin sent an antidote pill flying straight into her mouth with a flick.

Lexi swallowed the pill. Soon, she was no longer in pain. Her skin, which had previously turned black from the poison, gradually returned to normal.

"Thank you! Thank you!" Lexi wept in relief and gratitude at being saved.

"Impressive! You do have some tricks up your sleeves, I see!"

Torres frowned slightly. No regular person could have the antidote to the poison he came up with.

"From what you just said, it sounded like you’re not Dragonmarshian, are you? Tell me, who exactly are you?" Dustin suddenly asked.

Judging from how he could easily kill his companions, he clearly wasn’t a good person.

"Hah! You’re going to die soon. Why do you need to know so much?" Torres’ expression darkened.

"You better come clean, or you will die a miserable death." Dustin looked at him indifferently.

"You’re just a nobody! How dare you speak to me so arrogantly? Die!"

Without another word, Torres vanished from sight. When he reappeared again, he was already behind Dustin. He aimed a dagger toward Dustin’s throat, which emitted a dark glint.

Without even turning around, Dustin reached a hand out and blocked the side of his neck. The dagger slashed across his palm, making a metallic clang. But he wasn’t injured at all.

Torres’ expression darkened. Then his dagger changed course, and instead of slashing, he stabbed it straight at Dustin’s back.

Again, another metallic clang rang.

To Torres’ astonishment, his strike failed to harm Dustin, and his dagger broke.

"How is this possible?" Torres was alarmed.

Torres’ dagger was made of darksteel, which was virtually indestructible.

Stabbing someone with the dagger should have been like a knife cutting through butter. Then, why had he not been able to harm Dustin? Who exactly was he?

"Are you still going to put up a fight?" Dustin slowly turned around to face him, his gaze sharp.

"Go to hell!"

Torres took a step back, creating distance between them. At the same time, he threw a volley of poisoned darts at Dustin. They rained down on him instantly.

With a cold expression, Dustin simply brushed them away with a wave of his hand.

With a whoosh, Dustin reflected all the darts at Torres.