Chapter 257
hapter 257
“Uh…” Isfrid was bewildered at the sight of the head beside her feet.
Who would have imagined that the mighty and iparable Darkwrath would be killed so easily? He
was ranked eighth of The Hundred Immortals! He had decapitated the entirety of team five on his own.
It was preposterous for him to be killed with one strike of the sword.
“What?” Looking at the headless body. Fletcher was taken aback as well. He knew
Dustin was strong but didn’t realize he was that strong. With just a strike of his sword, he killed Darkwr
ath, ranked eighth of The Hundred Immortals. It seemed like only Judge, who was ranked third, would
be able to suppress his formidable strength.
“You … you killed my brother?” Lightwrath finally stood. His pale face appeared ghastly.
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He allowed his brother to y his game of cat and mouse without intervening since victory was within r
each. He didn’t expect a highly skilled martial artist to be hidden among them. On top of that, that highl
y skilled martial artist unexpectedly brought about his brother’s demise.
“I gave both of you the opportunity to attack together. He’s the one who didn’t appreciate it,” Dustin res
ponded tly.
“You’re seeking death!” Lightwrath flew into a rage. He took out two pistols and charged forward violentl
y.
“All of you, go!” Fletchermanded.
Finally, the remaining few highly skilled, ranked martial artists joined the fray and
nked Lightwrath to protect him as they surged forward, attempting to encircle Dustin.
From their perspective, even if Dustin’s skills were formidable, he wouldn’t be able to hold back their co
llective assaults. After all, he only had four limbs.
“It’s over. It’s really over this time!” Istrid grew increasingly worried as she watched the martial artists, al
l ranked on The Hundred Immortals, join forces in the attack.
Although she was surprised by Dustin’s performance, she knew that victory and defeat in a battle betw
een skilled martial artists hung by a thread. Dustin could turn out victorious if it were a one–on–
one battle, but when going against numerous opponents, only certain death would face him.
“Hmph!” Faced with the approaching Lightwrath and his group, Dustin remained still and swung his sw
ord once more. With a sharp whistle, the sword glimmered across the air.
Lightwrath and the others appeared to have been cursed in ce, their movementsing to a halt. T
heir legs gave way, and they copsed to their knees. Finally, heads rolled off onto the ground in se
ssion. sttering blood all over the floor.
Immediately, a dead silence engulfed the area. Isirid and the rest of the shadow guards looked on in s
hock and disbelief.
If Darkwrath’s death was described as the result of an ambush or a surprise attack, then, right now, it w
ould be described as the result of sheer strength. One single strike had in a number of
skilled martial artists ranked on The Hundred Immortals. It was truly terrifying!
When Istrid thought of how she had looked down on him, she was filled with shame. It turned out that s
he was
the true bum.
“Release her, or die!” Dustin ignored the lifeless bodies on the ground, staring straight at Fletcher. It wa
s as if
he was looking at a dead man.
“You
How could you. Fletcher broke out in a cold sweat, looking terrified. Dustin’s prowess made him
see the man in a new light.
“Release her!” Dustin repeated. He spoke straight to the point, yet it was exceptionally domineering.
“You just you wait!” Fletcher panicked. Without another word, he rushed into the vi.
Hummer Vi was vast, with an entire hill enveloped within its grounds. While the outer square was fille
d with chaos, inside, it was bustling with music and wine. A group of esteemed guests was gathered in t
he luxurious vi, attending the Hummers‘ party that was currently underway. Their focus was all on Jo
shua and Jade.