"Don’t hold back any longer, Master. Just destroy Brother's body. You can't go on like this. You’ll die!"
Ethan did not want Fernando to die either, but he spilled words out of his mouth as tears streaked down his cheeks, "Besides, w e don’t know how his situation is like, Master. Even if you don’t kill him, it might b e impossible to revive him!"
"That's right. Since Ethan already said so, it’s likely that it won't be easy to cure Brother!”
William’s eyes were also reddishly rimmed as he fought the tears building in them.
"Cough cough!"
Fane coughed a little, and more blood
spilled out.
"I-I can't kill him... We went through so much together on the battlefield, and he survived through all that. I won’t be able to forgive myself if I killed Fernando, and I will certainly not progress as a fighter!"
Fane walked forward, step by step. His face was slightly pale; it was obvious that he had sustained pretty serious injuries.
"Hah. Kill him. Kill him now! Hah!"
The old man cackled when he saw this. " Your dragon scale has already been destroyed, kiddo," he said, a triumphant expression on his face. "Now you're missing a scale on your dragon claw, so you can’t exercise your full strength. And you're injured too. Haha. Careful now, kiddo. I don't want you to die. I just want you to be on your verge of dying. I want you and your disciples to become our puppets and fight for us!"
“Like h*ll I’ll let that happen!"
Fane was so furious that he grinded his teeth and clenched his fists. With his human hand, he kept his sword, and it transformed into a dragon claw.
"You had the chance to kill Fernando. But you didn't. And now you’re injured. Let’s see how you fare against him!”
The old man played the flute again after he said that. Fernando moved toward Fane in a flash. A layer of aura gathered around his dragon claw, and a powerful force radiated from it.
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