"How is this possible? How can he be so strong?" Josiah was bleeding from his eyes, watching in disbelief as his comrades fell.Kristan, whose legs were cut off back then, was spared because Nox had mercy. Kristan could only watch as his comrades perished with an ashen face. "Greenshade…" he muttered Nox's name, his voice filled with dejection.Blood trickled out of his mouth, nose, and ears. And then there was Sorc. He was at his wits' end. Covered in a blanket of destructive aura, he was no longer the arrogant man he was. Shivering like a rat that saw a cat, he looked at Nox.Slowly, he pulled off his hood, revealing a twisted, hideous face. That was Sorc's real look. Moments before his death, the evil demon finally revealed his face."It is an honor to die by your hands, Lord Nox." He laughed loudly, and then slammed his hand on his head. As his head was crushed, he fell into a pool of his own blood.Just like that, Sorc took his own life. The Merciless Hand kept falling, punis
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