Chapter 342. Ill Do My Thing (2)
He had to stay calm.
Caron repeated those words to himself again and again. His eyes couldn't look away from Leo, sprawled on the ground as if lifeless. No—he could already be dead.
The sight of blood spreading across the floor made countless emotions surge violently inside him.
"Damn it," Caron cursed under his breath.
So this was how it felt. He wondered if it was this same despair Halo and his subordinates had felt when they saw his corpse.
His mind went blank. It seemed like the darkest of colors spread on a white canvas. It was a hatred that couldn't be hidden, self-loathing that gnawed at him until it filled his entire head.
"Owner," Guillotine's calm voice echoed in his mind, but Caron didn't reply. Instead, he poured even more mana into his sword.
The situation was, in truth, to their advantage. The time Leo had bought with his life had allowed Seria to perform her miracle.
The Demon Queen of Lust could no longer escape. The overwhelming holy power born of the Light held her firmly bound to this land.
"It's your fault. Isn't it, Caron Leston?" a seductive voice whispered in his ear.
Even in this cornered state, Lust never seemed to have considered fleeing from the start. Her smile shone, bright and unyielding.
Crackkk!