The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor novel Chapter 3300

Only, they were warriors from Golden Continent and kept on thinking that Fane was just someone unbelievably arrogant. They never expected Fane to actually have the skills to back it up. At that moment, the warriors from Golden Continent were acting incredibly strangely. They had constantly been pushed back by Fane. They were completely mute at that moment, unable to say anything.

They were able to forcibly regain their pride after the first loss, but after a second one, there was nothing they could say.

A warrior from Chaos Continent laughed out loud, shouting at the Golden Continent, "Come on, don't you all love to talk? You were casting so much judgment on Fane, saying we're all trash? Why aren't you talking anymore? Can you finally tell who the real trash is?"

The warriors from Golden Continent all had sour looks on their faces. Even though they wanted to shout back, they were unable to say anything at all. After all, Fane had kept on winning. Even Intet had been no match for him. Nothing they said would be convincing.

What caused them to lose all hope was the fact that Fane had dealt with Intet just like how he dealt with Wilde. It looked like it had not taken much effort at all. He had defeated Intet with one blow. They were no idiots. They had seen everything clearly. Intet had not held back at all. Even with his full might, he had still been no match for Fane.

That caused them to despair. They were forced to lower their heads and admit defeat. Nevada sighed as shock showed in his eyes, "Is Golden Continent really nothing to him?"

The moment he said that, Golden Continent turned even quieter. They thought that Fane had just been speaking arrogantly because Fane had never seen how strong the warriors from Golden Continent were, but they had nothing more to say. Fane's strength had exceeded their imaginations.

The pain was slowly eroding Intet's sanity. At that moment, he was already on the verge of no longer being able to say anything. He merely shouted out in agony.

He was in too much of a pathetic state. Quite a few people looked away. Intet used the last of his strength to plead to Fane, "Let me go! As long as you let me off, I'm willing to do anything for you. Even if you're not willing to let me go, please just kill me!"

Intet was already resigned to his fate. Fane might not let him go, but at least he might not have to die so painfully. His soul was being eroded constantly. His whole body was twitching at the pain of his soul being ripped apart.