Chapter 817: Slay the Dragon?

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"This battle... I've waited a full ten years for it."

Hades raised his head to reveal his silver-grey face.

In his eyes, there was hatred.

That kind of deep-seated, unforgettable hatred!

Upon closer inspection, his face was covered in burn scars under the blazing sun.

"You should cherish your life after surviving a great disaster. Why seek death once again by your own volition?"

Julius Reed watched Hades with cold eyes.

Or to be precise, 'Ignatius'.

Ten years ago, Julius Reed was fishing on Extreme Ice Island.

Extreme Ice Island is a rather mysterious sea area, its rumors never ceasing.

At that time, many experts went to Extreme Ice Island, attempting to seek enlightenment for breakthroughs.

The Deep Cold aura could always invigorate one's potential limitlessly.

As the Saint Lord of the Ten Thousand Mountain Alliance, Julius Reed, with nothing better to do, happened to pass by and decided to fish for a while.