The Ultimate Husband (Darryl and Lily Lyndon) novel Chapter 5453

"Forsythe..."

Morticia wept as she noticed Forsythe had stopped breathing. Tears could not stop streaming down her lovely face.

At that moment, the three brothers approached her slowly.

"Damn it!"

Zakari's expression was cold at the time. He remarked sarcastically to Morticia, "You are crying for a human? You are one of the Fiend Martyrs. You are bound to be a loser because of your emotions."

His tone was full of mockery.

Morticia laughed when she heard that. "The Nine Heaven Emperor was just a hypocrite back then. As his lackey, you are not qualified to comment on us."

The three brothers' faces darkened at that moment.

That woman was simply courting death. The Nine Heaven Emperor was the greatest in the Godly Region, but she said he was a hypocrite. The Nine Heaven Emperor had promoted the Four Profound Heavenly Generals. How could they tolerate such behavior after witnessing Morticia's rude remarks?

"Blasphemy! You're courting death."

Zakari roared angrily, raised his longsword to his shoulder, and aimed it at Morticia's neck.

Morticia would be beheaded if everything went well.

Morticia smiled fearlessly and closed her eyes as she saw the longsword approaching her.

She had failed to save her master, and the thousands of Sea Dragon Palace elites she had brought with her had all perished. Even the person she most trusted had died in her arms.

Morticia was disheartened for a brief moment. She had no desire to fight back. She simply desired to die and be free of all pain as soon as possible.

However, the only thing that bothered her was her baby, who was a few months old.

The child's appearance appeared in her mind when Morticia closed her eyes. She was reluctant to leave and felt guilty instead. 'Child... I can't be with you as you grow up. I'm sorry…'

Seeing that Morticia was about to be beheaded, at that critical moment, a powerful force burst out from not far away, and then a figure dashed over quickly.

The air around him was suffocating, and his face was cold and fierce.

It was Archfiend Antigonus.