Chương 646: The Reborn Isaac.

Bang... A man donning a black suit stormed into the room. He had the Sword of Myth's symbol engraved on his shoulder. He held a revolver with a wooden grip and a silver body.

''Ah!'' Revolutionary fell on his butt as the wooden chips flew across the room. Then, the man turned to him, placed the revolver against his forehead, and placed his finger on the trigger.

''M-Mercy?'' He asked with sweat drenching his face. His face was pale, like he had been in a freezer for the past hour.

''No mercy for enemies of the Sword.'' The man said coldly and pulled the trigger. Bang. With a single bullet, Revolutionary's brains scattered across the walls, staining them in crimson blood.

The man's cold eyes didn't disappear. It was like he had exterminated an insect. He then turned to the open-door room and walked inside. There, he saw a white-haired man, sitting on a reclining chair.