Darryl gritted his teeth and waved his arms to resist them. Unfortunately, they managed to stab him in a few more places. His blood oozed from his wound, and the floor was stained red.

Ivy was so anxious that she shrieked, "Let go! You will die if this carries on!"

Ivy regretted her decision. Had she known the outcome, she should have gone back with Darryl. However, it was just too late for her to say anything.

"Don't cry!"

Darryl smiled when he noticed Ivy beginning to feel a little regretful. "I won't die!"

"Did you say that you won't die?"

Walker grinned and drew his longsword. He approached slowly and said, "You're half dead, yet you talked so big. I want to see how many lives you have!"

Buzz!

After that, Walker raised his longsword and discharged a terrifying breath of aura. In a graceful move, Walker aimed his longsword right at Darryl's heart.

F*ck!

Darryl was shocked by the powerful sword attack.

Was that a sword technique from the Roland Continent? It was direct and