“Ah, d*mn it...”

Donovan consecutively spat five mouthfuls of blood, mainly he regarded the God Slayer as a great killer weapon. But, on the other hand, he had been watering it with his heart’s blood and nourished it with his soul when he was free, so the both of them were in a pleasing relationship.

Now the sword had been severed, and he suffered a severe injury.

Mica concernedly went over to help him up. “Senior, how are you? Are you alright? Hurry up, take this healing pill...”

Donovan knocked away the pill with a slap. “I’m fine.”

He was the Chosen One and was usually arrogant. However, he had been suffering setbacks at the hands of Alex in succession recently, and he was so dejected that he bled internally.

He did not want to admit defeat.

Hence, he also could not accept the pill that Mica had brought over.

Mica was sorrowful for a while after she was pushed away. Then, she vented all her anger on Alex. If it weren’t for him, why would her senior treat her like this?

Oh,