The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



In the isolated space, Fane calmly looked on as David writhed on the ground in pain. He thought of how arrogant David had been before they entered the isolated space, and the memory only amused him.

Warriors like David loved to render their judgment on others so that they would be able to show how much more talented they were compared to everyone else.

Every time he bumped into someone like that, Fane would want nothing to do with them. However, people like them would be relentless if he ignored them, and they would do everything they could to make him admit that they were more talented than him. Just because of that, they would form a grudge against him.

Fane let out a laugh as he felt Destroying the Void consuming David's soul. At that moment, David's soul had already been mostly consumed. At this rate, David was at death's door already.

He still had some things to say, so Fane formed a seal and stopped Destroying the Void's power within David's body, causing it to dissipate. David slowly regained his sanity.

David was already on the brink of death at that point. He only had a few breaths left in him. He opened his eyes with great difficulty and saw Fane standing next to him. The first thing he did was to use his divine senses on his own body, which caused him to notice that only a third of his soul was left.

He realized that he did not have much time left.

No wonder Fane stopped. Even at the end of his life, he was still deeply afraid of the pain. Even if he knew that he would not need to bear the pain much longer, he was still terrified.

That was because the pain of his soul being torn apart was far too difficult to bear. He would rather die than suffer the pain again. He gulped as his entire body shuddered.

His lips trembled as he feebly spoke, "Just let me die. I admit defeat!"

David no longer cared about his honor or dignity at that point, having discarded them at this point. The pain in his soul had caused him to toss aside his dignity as someone strong.

Fane let out a laugh. "Then kneel in front of me right now, beg me for mercy like what you said I'd do before this. If you do that, I can consider letting you off."

David's face stiffened and paled. His eyes were completely red, and he felt like he was about to go crazy.

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Earlier, he did put his honor aside by admitting defeat, but that did not mean he had discarded everything If he was to kneel and beg Fane mercy on the spot, it would

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completely shatter whatever honor

he had left.

David felt like he would not be able to do that. Even if he died, he would not do it.

David looked around him. Even

though there was nothing around

David knew very well that all the

warriors in the viewing area must be

staring at him and Fane with

widened eyes.

If he did so, it would be him tarnishing the Frenzied Blade Clan's reputation before he died. He could dishonor himself, but he could not dishonor his clan!

For the sake of dying a quick death, he would be forced to kneel in front of his opponent. The opponent was even from Hestia, a place that he had always looked down upon!

He panted roughly, already at the

brink of collapse. He was deeply et

afraid of the pain of his soul being ripped apart, but he could still not bring himself to cross that line.

Various emotions surfaced in his heart, and David suddenly felt something up his throat.

He spat out a mouthful of blood and coughed intensely as his whole body trembled.