Chapter 239. Rest in Peace (3)
Caron swung his sword. A deep sense of misery twisted within him, but he forced his emotions down.
This was the work of the Malevolent Emperor. It was he who had turned the knights of the Ducal Family of Leston into these abominations.
Slice!
The head of the Oceanwolf Knight standing at the very front dropped cleanly from his shoulders, severed by Caron's blade.
They were long dead. What stood before Caron now were mere puppets, moved by the Malevolent Emperor's dark power, lingering only as shades of their former selves.
"Young Master, is this the future you wished for?"
"Azureocean Castle abandoned us."
"We hate you."
Voices steeped in black mana echoed around him like a chorus of the damned. Yet Caron didn't shy away from those voices. He allowed their bitterness to reach his ears.
He couldn't pity them. That would only defile what they once were.
Slice!
Pale purple rifts split open from above, pouring down a wave of dark blue moonlight. The light rode the tide, spreading in every direction. Mana as hard and sharp as any steel, forged by a knight who had reached 8-Star, marked the Oceanwolf Knights' final farewell.