Bab 227: Chapter 182 : The Last Struggle (4)

"To think you wanted to defeat me, a Sovereign? That's just wishful thinking, even with monstrous abilities like yours."

The old man looked at Arthur with an evil grin, he enjoyed the miserable look of his enemy. He didn't dare drop his guard as the illusory hands protected from both sides.

Blood leaked out of Arthur's ugly wounds, he reeked of blood and the bitter taste of this red liquid never left his mouth. He was so weakened that he could barely move, the passives were turned off but their after effect took a huge toll on his mind and body.

If he did not turn on the pain immunity, he would have collapsed from the pain long ago. Half-kneeling on the floor, Arthur grinned as he stared back at the old man, who was oblivious to what's about to happen.