Son-In-Law Gets an Upgrade

Chapter 1130

Chapter 1130 Thunderstorm Spell

The scene before Alex’s eyes completely shattered his worldview. In fact, he even felt the urge to vomit right there and then. It was simply too spectacular.

The sound came from a hot spring not far away, where a group of men were soaking, all attending to a man who appeared to be in his sixties.

The old man was getting massages from his shoulders down to his legs. He was in a state of bliss, surrounded by these fairly good-looking men attending to his every need, not to mention he was even embracing one of them in his arms.

The old man was none other than Tris, the third elder of Leight Sect. Upon hearing footsteps, Tris opened his eyes. When he saw Alex, his eyes widened, and he pushed the man beside him and those who were attending to him.

“Hey beautiful, you must be the newcomer, right? What are you waiting for? Hurry up. Take off your clothes and come join us!” Tris urged Alex, his eyes scanning all over the latter’s body, revealing a hint of greed.

Alex was not against the existence of relationships between men. However, he could not accept it if he were asked to accompany that man.

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I suggest you put on your clothes right away. I’m afraid I might go blind from what I see,” Alex said coldly.

The smile on Tris’ froze when he heard that. This newcomer must be here to look for trouble!

“Do you know who I am? You’d better behave and come down here to entertain me. If you do that, I’ll pretend you never said that.” Tris’ tone sounded somewhat displeased. Although he did not like people who were too well-behaved, the way Alex acted made the former unhappy.

Leaning against the rockery stone. Alex eyed Tris with disdain. He had already identified the latter’s strength using his mind power. Tris was merely a third-phase Master. Even Wanda could easily deal with him if she were here.

“You old pervert. Put on your clothes and get out this instant. I’m giving you three minutes, or else I’ll take matters into my own hands.” Alex looked at Tris with disdain and immediately shifted his gaze elsewhere.

Alex’s words officially infuriated Tris. How dare this ignorant young man call me an old pervert? Look at how fearless he is. It’s as if he doesn’t take me seriously at all.

Tris’ good mood was completely disrupted by Alex. He stood up from the hot spring and put on his clothes, his gaze icy cold.

The men present grew fearful upon seeing Tris’ expression. It was clear that the latter was truly furious.

“Just because you’re somewhat good-looking doesn’t mean you can act recklessly around me. That’s it. I’ll teach you the rules here now!”.

Tris pulled out a talisman from his black robe and chanted an incantation under his breath before throwing it toward Alex.

Thunderstorm Spell.

Alex recognized the talisman Tris had thrown at him. It just so happened that the former had once seen

the process of making a Thunderstorm Spell in the Nine Heaven Scrolls.Text © owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Alex had also used a Thunderstorm Spell to suppress the evil spirit in Erika. Despite both being Thunderstorm Spell, there was a notable difference between them. For example, the incantation recited by Tris just now greatly increased the power of the spell.

This was the secret of Leight Sect and something unknown to Alex.

Alex did not take the Thunderstorm Spell thrown by Tris lightly. With a swift movement, the former dodged it at an incredible speed.

Upon seeing Alex’s quick reaction, Tris immediately knew his opponent was no ordinary person. He coldly snorted and said, “Looks like you’ve come here to cause trouble for the secret forces. The moment you crossed paths with me, you’ve sealed your fate!”

“You’re wrong. Today is your last, you old pervert. With your level of skill, you’re barely a threat to me. The elders of the secret forces aren’t so impressive after all.”

After saying that, Alex charged toward Tris and grabbed at the latter’s neck.

Tris instinctively dodged the attack, but his every move was within Alex’s expectations. Sure enough, Alex caught hold of Tris’ neck.