Chương 334: Sword of the Pale God

Ambrose perked up his ears, and as he turned his head around, a skeleton hand grabbed him by the face and pushed him down to the ground.

They crashed right in front of the stairs of heaven before Ambrose could use his Formlessness to fly to the top.

"Open your gate to your world of souls for me." Rocinante said as he stood over Ambrose.

"By sacrificing your body to me, you'll ensure the safety of the world's citizens for centuries to come."

"Urgh!" Ambrose quickly elbowed Rocinante and pushed him away.

He then used his Formlessness and started flying upwards towards the glowing door.

At that moment, a shadowy figure slammed into the steps of the stairs and used his dark-hilted katana to cut Ambrose down from the sky.

A deep cut appeared across Ambrose's body, which ran from the waist to the shoulder.

"Argh!" Ambrose let out a groan and fell to the ground like a bird that had its wings cut off.