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"What are you doing?"
Bedivere laughed crazily, "You don't think that the weapon in your hands can absorb the soul energy I've painstakingly gathered, do you?"
"Who said I want to absorb the energy inside?"
"I only need to interrupt you, and that will be enough!"
As soon as Roger finished speaking, the dark energy on the Cursed Sword erupted suddenly. The soul energy amassed by Bedivere seemed majestic, but it was what he had slowly accumulated over countless years.
Although the quantity was considerable, the quality was poor.
Now attacked by the powerful dark energy, countless Soul Shards immediately exploded and were completely tainted.
"Stop!"
The soul energy was the important reason why Bedivere could maintain his body's existence. If Roger destroyed it completely, even if he killed everyone present, he wouldn't be able to make up for his loss.
