Chapter 856: Arnold
Max’s eyes narrowed dangerously, his expression icy. He replied in a voice laced with contempt, "I killed June. Who the hell are you in front of her?" His tone was so casual, so dismissive, that it pierced through Raul’s heart like a blade.
Raul’s face instantly drained of all color, his pupils shrinking as the truth hit him like a physical blow. His entire body began trembling uncontrollably, the oppressive fear in his eyes betraying the arrogance he once carried.
Seeing Raul falter, Max didn’t waste the opportunity. He surged forward like lightning, and his fist shot out, wrapped in destructive power. Countless fist shadows fell from the sky like a meteor storm, crashing down on Raul with overwhelming force.
The impact knocked Raul clean out of the air, slamming him into the ground with bone-shattering force. His body convulsed violently as three mouthfuls of blood spurted out of his mouth, painting the ground red.
His essence blood already exhausted, Raul desperately commanded his insects to form a protective shield to block Max’s relentless attacks. But the backlash from burning his essence blood earlier surged through him like a raging tide.
His face twisted in agony as blood flowers bloomed across his skin, red lines cracking along his face and neck like broken porcelain tiles.
"No—!" Raul screamed in horror, his eyes widening as his body betrayed him, unable to muster the strength to fight back. He looked at Max with trembling pupils, his gaze filled with desperate pleading, silently begging for mercy. But it was too late.
The backlash intensified. His insects writhed violently, spitting out thick black blood as the power that fueled them collapsed entirely. The blood essence that had sustained his overwhelming strength drained away completely, leaving both Raul and his swarm stripped of vitality.
The strange crimson lines that had covered his body faded into a ghostly gray-white color, like a dying flame flickering out in the wind.
Raul’s body slumped forward, his breathing shallow, barely holding on. He raised a trembling hand toward Max, his voice breaking as he whispered intermittently, "Kill... kill me..." His empty eyes, once filled with pride and hatred, were now hollow and resigned. His hand fell limply to the ground, lifeless.