"Hahaha..."

Donoghue threw his head back and laughed wildly as if he had heard a joke. "You want me to pay for what I did? Chester, have you forgotten that you were also the King of the Dead's envoy, and you have a soul contract with the King of the Dead. Your life and death are in the hands of the King of the Dead!

"Now that I have absorbed the King of the Dead's power and replaced him as the new ruler, your life and death are now in my hands!"

Donoghue's eyes had a fiendish glow as he chanted a string of incantation at Chester. The chanting was done speedily and in haste; everyone's ears were buzzing.

Puff!

Suddenly, Chester's heart quivered, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. He fell to the ground and shook violently.

'What?'

Darryl, Dax, and the others were shocked by the sight. At the same time, they were worried for Chester.

Darryl ignored the excruciating pain on his body and rushed toward Chester. "Brother Chester, how are you? Brother Chester?" He tried to