Still, neither Isabella nor Ryder seemed ready to give up.

Logan sighed to himself, getting ready to give these two swift and easy deaths.

A cruel smile appeared on the man's face.

He was enjoying the sight before him to no end, loving the feeling of control.

The only thing lacking was the begging, which irked him a little.

It was fine, though. The Scepter of Death cheered him up more than enough.

All of a sudden, an icy voice rang through the air, "I never said you could kill my men."

Everyone was caught off guard.

The man's eyes widened, staring dumbly at Wilbur on the ground.

They saw Wilbur getting to his feet, letting out a long breath as if he had woken up from a nap.

"How could this be? How are you still alive?" the man shouted, shocked beyond words.

The blow from the Scepter of Death would be too much for even a Sanctuary level cultivator to take.

It was a godly weapon, holding enough power to kill an entire city.

targeted the soul, and a Sanctuary level cultivator

was not a cultivator, but he was extremely well-read. He especially loved collecting treasures and knew

why he had been certain that Wilbur was

shock before she let out a small

and Ryder turned around in disbelief, staring

that he was alive, Ryder yanked Isabella backward as he

looking

raised fist was still burning

been Isabella and Ryder, but now he

Wilbur's chest, letting out

with

was attacking, his fist lit up with

was the Dragon

spiritual flames sparked with lightning, meeting Logan's fist

from the collision, causing rampant spiritual energy to

was blown

in a corner, but the two of them were still pale in

energy seemed to

arm clean off before

flying like a ragdoll, crashing against one of the castle walls before lying on the ground, barely

before him, hardly

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