Lennon seemed to have felt Fane's gaze. Lennon abruptly looked up, and when he saw Fane calmly looking at him, Lennon felt like he had been slapped on the face a few times.
He wanted to say something to protect his dignity, but no words came out of his mouth. All he could do was hold back the burning feeling in his stomach, suffering without anything to retort with.
Before he saw everything for himself, Lennon would still have had the guts to shout back at Fane's gaze. That was no longer the case since Fane's skills were on full display.
The sound of close quarter combat could be heard, and Fane did not even need to turn around to know that the battles of the other three were already reaching a conclusion.
"Ack, ack!" Benjamin spat out a mouthful of blood, his eyes reddening as he reached his limits. He had used up all the strength he had but only managed to kill three Divine Warriors.
If he tried to force it, he would only injure himself more. There were no miracles to be seen, so he shouted out with a heart full of reluctance, "I surrender!"
His reluctance was pointless. The truth was right in
front of him, and there was nothing he could do to change it. When Benjamin shouted out those words, the red sword that was aimed at Benjamin stopped, and a vibrant red light fell on Benjamin's body. The battle was over, and Benjamin was eliminated.
Fane let out a sigh, not even looking at what was happening around him. He increased his speed as he set his eyes on the 823-meter-area, walking up step by step.
Fane walked with a carefree stride, not thinking about what was happening around him at all. His actions rendered many speechless. Everyone had thought that Fane would wait for everyone else's battles to end before returning the insults they had hurled at him severalfold.
Comments
The readers' comments on the novel: The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor