Chương 114: Lives Out, Lights Out—When Nothing Really Matters Anymore

"Eh? Was Kento's mental fortitude actually really weak? Did he just die from anger?"

Su Mo, who was still telling the "truth", took a glance at how miserable Kento Maeda looked at that moment and scratched his head. He could not comprehend why Kento Maeda was so mad.

Compared with being bombed to death or being hacked to death…

Being aggrieved to death like Kento Maeda was considerably unique and very distinctive!

Su Mo pulled out a steel sword from the ground and gave Kento Maeda's chest a few stabs just in case, before he throwing the body aside like trash.

"Traitors" like these—without even considering the human factor—were thought to be of a lower class than even the kobolds.

It disgusted Su Mo so much that he did not even want to touch him.

"Sure enough, the number of people did affect the intensity of the blizzard. It was obvious that the snowstorm has receded quite a bit after all these people died…"