Yet Haze Four seemed not to hear the warnings. He slowly turned his head, his eyes filled with endless killing intent as he looked at the Caucasian man,
The Caucasian man looked down at Haze Four’s sorry state and sneered. “What? Did I say something wrong? If trash like you can join this organization, isn’t it just some garbage group created by a woman?”
Hearing this, Haze Four’s fists abruptly clenched,
His bloodshot eyes stared fixedly at the Caucasian man before him, his face suddenly turning grim as he said, “I admit I’m no match for you. But I won’t tolerate insults against Valhalla, especially not against our master!”
After saying that, he propped himself up with the last of his strength and charged toward the Caucasian man once again.
When the Caucasian man saw Haze Four’s unexpectedly strong willpower, his expression suddenly revealed a hint of impatience.
The next moment, his right hand, which was hanging by his side, suddenly lifted and flicked forcefully toward Haze Four.
The sound of a dagger piercing through the air suddenly rang out.
Haze Four watched as the dagger rapidly enlarged in his vision, his pupils constricting to pinpricks.
At this moment, he felt a clear sense of death closing in.
He knew he couldn’t dodge this attack.
Was Haze Four, who had yet to accomplish anything significant, really going to die here?
At this moment, boundless unwillingness surged in his heart.
‘I haven’t even seen Valhalla rise to become the world’s top organization. I haven’t become Lady Valor’s right–hand man… Am I going to die like this?‘ he thought to himself.
However, facing the imminent threat, no matter how unwilling he was, he could only close his eyes and wait for death.
But.
One second.
Two seconds.
Three seconds…
The excruciating pain he had anticipated did not come. Instead, he faintly heard the sound of gasps around him.
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