Capítulo 241: Shadows and Words [5]

"Fuck... How could you still have the energy to fight..." Hilum said while coughing blood due to the long slashed wound on his chest. His eyes lowered to look at it, then he realized that the person in front of him was a monster.

"You truly are the successor of the sect. Please, give me the honor of dying at your hands." Hilum then continued, with his face facing the ground.

Dalin had deep eyes that looked at him, then grinned. "Sure. My pleasure." He raised his sword and covered it with dark and purple particles. And as he slashed, a vicious line was created. A cut appeared on Hilum's neck as well, and he died in the next second.

"I am still not interested in being the successor. Remember that even in the afterlife."