Lian gripped the greatsword tightly.

�doesn�t care.�If only I could fight now!�

Kwaaang!

Facon, who blocked Lian�s attack, distorted his expression at the impact that felt like his whole body was being crushed.

�Hehe!�

Laughter leaked out in fear.

�Hehehehehe!�

Kakacak!

Lian�s charge stopped when he pressed his body close to the spear pole.

Between the crossed arms in the shape of an X, Faken revealed his face of madness.

�Do you want to engrave your name in history?�yes?�Do you think it will be that easy?�

Who the hell started first?

A person who did a crazy thing to make his name known by defeating the thieves.

�it�s over.�Your future will at best be a corpse and food for birds.�

Faken shook his head and shouted.

�What are you doing!�Put an end to it!�

No one answered.

�no way����.�

Feeling uneasy, Facon hurriedly looked around.

No one was standing.

In three hours, all 120 bandits were cut down.

�Maybe this guy too����.�

I don�t know if I�ll go down in history.

As I turned my head thinking about that, Lian said.

�die.�

oh i�m dying

There was so much overwhelming power in his voice that it made me think that it must be so.

�this����.�

The moment Facon was about to leave his will, Lian�s arm rose very slowly.

Seeing the completely empty torso reminded Facon that he could live again. JrNovels.com