"Huh?" The female General heard the voice and was momentarily bewildered. Then, in the next moment, her smile froze suddenly.
"Who? Who's speaking! Come out! Don't play tricks!" she roared in anger, her expression showing signs of panic.
The fact that she hadn't located the person speaking filled her with anxiety. It meant she was essentially putting her life in someone else's hands and could be controlled at will.
A dry chuckle followed.
At the next instant, a crimson-flame spear abruptly pierced the female General's chest, puncturing her heart. Her eyes widened in disbelief, her expression filled with desperate astonishment.
As the crimson-flame spear pierced her chest, it unleashed a furious power that shredded her fragile heart into pieces in an extremely brief moment. In other words, she was doomed.
"No! This can't be!" she screamed in despair.
"Die!"
