Kardo's face was ashen as he muttered in despair, "You are not afraid of the insect poison, but you pretended to appear weak. You set up a trap to lure us out and kill us all. You're truly King Braydon Neal. What a ruthless method!"
As for Kardo's words of despair...
Braydon remained unmoved. He held the sword in his left hand and glanced at Kardo, which made him dumbfounded.
This was the War God's pressure, an invisible force. It intimidated Kardo so much that he did not even have the strength to move his fingers.
Whoosh!
In a flash, Braydon had already reached the roof of the bright hall.
The sword went through his heart. Kardo coughed up blood and fell from the roof.
None of the 108 members of the Black Sword Association's shadow department managed to escape. They were all killed!
