Chapter 792 - 537: Fate? Who Knows! ( - 3 with 10,000 words)
Wozworth’s body came to a halt.
He remained motionless in his original position.
His head hung low as he quietly observed the gaping hole in his chest, from which blood was still profusely pouring. The now-insane Emperor seemed a bit bewildered by his current predicament.
But soon, a twisted smile gradually spread across Wozworth’s face.
Pain?
Nonexistent.
Fleshy, tentacle-like objects within his chest cavity squirmed rapidly, quickly stuffing the hole in his chest. No heart... if it’s gone, it’s gone.
For Wozworth as he was now, a heart wasn’t an essential component.
With that twisted smile, Wozworth’s skeletal right fist suddenly lifted and struck directly at the back of Lord of Pleasure’s head.
From an extremely close distance, with Antasia and Little Shaye causing a disturbance in front, and with Lord of Pleasure not taking Wozworth seriously as an opponent...
...caught off-guard and due to multiple factors of negligence, there was a thud as the fist smashed into the back of Lord of Pleasure’s head.