Chapitre 123: Complete Antihalation: The Battle Already Ended

John's face twisted in agony as he clenched his teeth, a mix of anger and despair boiling within him. He couldn't fathom the depths of cruelty that Ken had sunk to. "You monster," he growled, his voice trembling with a combination of fear and rage, "what do you think you're doing?"

Ken's grin only widened, a sinister light dancing in his eyes as he taunted his injured foe. "It's obvious, isn't it?" he sneered, his voice laced with malice. "I want to make you suffer before eventually putting you out of your misery."

The chaos mana sword in Ken's hand gleamed malevolently, its dark energy casting an eerie shadow over the battered battlefield. John knew he was in dire straits. His left arm, having already been shattered by the relentless force of Ken's attack, was now joined by ruptured internal organs. The pain surged through him, and he realized that he was in no position to block another strike. The odds were stacked against him, and time was running out.