The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor



Even if he expended all the power in his body, Horace would still fail to deflect Fane's gray blade. It broke through his defenses and pierced his body. The pain of his soul being torn apart caused him to cry out in agony as he fell from the air.

Horace was someone who placed a lot of importance on his dignity. As long as he could still control himself, he would not have let himself look like that. However, facing Fane's power, all he could do was push all the true energy in his body to fight against that energy. Otherwise, he would not live to see another day!

Horace clutched his chest and trembled, staring right at Fane. "Who are you?! Where did you come from?!"

Anyone as strong as him should not have been here. They should have been fighting in the inner region. Why would they have much time to spare and come here? The person in front of him was someone he had never seen before either. When it came to the strongest warriors from third-grade worlds, he should have at least seen recordings or drawings of them, even if he never met them before.

He had no idea of the man's identity. He was so sure that he had never seen the person before, so where did this man come from?

Fane let out a laugh as he quickly walked to Horace.

Horace's heart was beating rapidly as he started to crawl backward frantically, shouting, "Stop right there! Don't come any closer! Don't think you can do whatever you want just because you defeated me. I have other cards up my sleeve. If you push me into a corner, even if I have to burn my blood essence, I'll fight you. You'll end up injured, no matter how strong you are! Nothing good will come for you!"

Horace's eyes went wide as he tried to puff his chest. In truth, however, Fane could see the fear he so desperately tried to hide.

Horace was afraid. Even though Fane's attack had not killed Horace immediately, he still managed to harm Horace's soul gravely.

Without miracle-working medicines, he might never be able to improve anymore in his life.

Fane let out a laugh as he said in a nonchalant manner, "Do you think your threats will work on me right now?"NôvelDrama.Org content rights.

Every other mini-battles stopped as

everyone looked in his direction.

Whatever world the warriors were

from all of them felt like everything seemed like a dream.

Warriors from second-grade worlds were already deflated. Their eyes started to dart all over as a sliver of apprehension appeared in their eyes.

Thamus and the others, who had been smiting earlier, suddenly found themselves staring at Fane. Even though they still held their weapons tightly, it was obvious that they were filled with fear and anxiety

Cadian stood behind Thamus and said in a trembling voice, "Thamus, who is this person? Where did he come from? I remember he came from the crowd, so it must mean he's been here all the time."