Sherryl had jumped and shielded Zhang Yang for a second time. Having to pull back at the last minute again, Madros had finally given up trying to maintain his composure. Madros had been screaming in an incomprehensible language ever since Sherryl and stepped into the field and had blocked Madros’ attack for the second time.
Because of Sherryl, Zhang Yang was able to endure longer and had successfully hack away freely. It was only a matter of time before the boss was truly defeated.
"Traitor! Since you wish to die that badly, I shall grant your wish then!" Madros bellowed. He thrust his saber towards Zhang Yang and did not show any signs of stopping even when Sherryl was protecting Zhang Yang. The blade pierced through the air, giving out a whistle like sound as it plunged into Sherryl’s abdomen. Madros had finally resort to this mean for if he had not, not only he would be losing Sherryl’s ability to walk under the sun, he would be defeated by Zhang Yang!
‘-33,300!’