Kapitel 1514: The Reply

Varian lay in a pool of blood, which continued to grow as even more blood continue to spill from the numerous injuries he accumualted.

His body was aching heavily, the muscles were literally burning up with intense heat and his skin was torn in too many places to worry.

And his breath, if he didn't need to actually breathe to survive, he'd have died with how breathless he was.

These serious injuries were the lightest of them all. The real injuries were inflicted within, wrecking chaos in his aura, gnawing away at his vitality and trying to strike his soul itself.

[Y-You crazy bastard! Who the hell seals up their own strength to fight a stronger enemy? You have a death wish! You fucking idiot!]

Logos' angry voice rang in his mind and it almost felt like someone was pulling his hair.

"Cough, cough, cough."

Coughing up blood, he grinned with an unapologetic smile.