"You're Johnathan, right?" Gideon, seemingly unbothered by the aura fluctuation in front of him asked.
"Oh? You're pretty well informed. Well, I guess you already know what I'm about to say, but, give me the law items and you got already and you can leave." He babbled without care.
Gideon stared at him expressionlessly as he said this, before saying.
"Say, what's your unique skill?" Hearing this, a hint of surprise appeared on Johnathan's face.
"Seems like you know about those. Do you have one yourself? Well, anyway, my skill effectively makes me immortal. Though it's not perfect." He shrugged.
"Interesting, well, if that's the case." Gideon then raised his hand and snapped his fingers.
Johnathan looked surprised, and faster than the eye could track, thin red lines covered his body, then blood spurted out like a fountain.
