Chapter 367. The End of A World (2)
Caron's eyes gleamed as he stared at the Dragon Lord.
The blood-soaked man, Iter, though impaled through his entire body, didn't let out so much as a single scream. His face looked almost serene.
"So this... is what it feels like," Iter muttered quietly.
Blood poured endlessly from his lips. His organs had been shredded beyond recognition, and his Dragon Heart had already been devoured by Caron's power.
Halo, along with the elders of the Ducal Family of Leston and the high-ranking knights, all drove their blades deep into the Dragon Lord's body.
It was over.
It was a hollow end for one who bore the name of Dragon Lord. And yet, his expression was filled with peace, almost joy.
"I feel as if I can finally rest, Caron Leston. Thank you... for your consideration," Iter said.
"Consideration? I just stabbed your whole body full of holes," Caron replied.
"A life merely postponed from death is nothing but hell itself. You have brought an end to my torment," Iter explained.
"Why are there so many suicidal idiots around here? That damned Havoc bastard, and now the Dragon Lord too. Seriously, old folks really are the problem," Caron said.
The words were crude and mocking, yet his voice was gentle.