Chapter 988: You Can’t Beat Even One, Can You, Marshall Tate?
Flames swept across the sky, with red light continuously flashing. The flames, along with the Scarlet Mist, were all absorbed by the Water-Fire Mirror.
Soon, the Scarlet Mist inside the cave was swept away, leaving nothing behind. After the mist had been gathered, Carson Flores quickly stored the Water-Fire Mirror into his Space Ring, as if the Mirror was about to be corroded and become too hot to handle.
"Will it break?" asked Kash Lam.
Carson Flores shook his head, "Don’t know; we’ll see later. Staying alive is more important right now."
A sigh of relief escaped everyone as the crisis was temporarily averted.
Because of Carson Flores’s words and actions, everyone subconsciously thought that the Water-Fire Mirror was corroded, probably ruined, and their own little schemes regarding it faded considerably.
Marshall Tate had watched Liam Malone die right in front of him, and he had been too busy dealing with the Red Blood Mist to pay attention to Carson Flores. Now that the crisis was over, Marshall Tate turned and glared at Carson Flores, a fierce light flashing in his eyes.
"Carson Flores, you killed the son of Rajevols, now you owe a life in return!"
Carson Flores was unafraid, replying coldly, "He attempted to kill me, so naturally I’d kill him. Is there a problem? What, does Rajevols think Nutwood Mountain has nobody capable?"