Chapter 64: Drop of Blood (10)
Bang!
When the giant skeleton’s fist struck the wall, debris flew and it began to collapse.
Amidst the chaos, Valerian, his crimson eyes glowing, charged at Dereck, sword in hand.
The concentration required to wield four-star necromantic magic while brandishing a sword was astounding. He had already surpassed his limits. His mind, pushed to the brink, no longer knew reason.
If Dereck stood in his way, he would simply eliminate him. That simple cause-and-effect reasoning filled his mind.
The downfall of a noble family, collapsing beyond recovery, was a pitiful sight, and Dereck felt a flicker of sympathy for him.
But wrong was wrong. Dereck was someone who fiercely guarded against any hesitation born of compassion.
Snap!
Valerian had already reached his limit.