The Return Of God Of War

The Return of the God of War Chapter 1891

The fate of Levi rested in the hands of Robed Slayer. As long as the former was willing to admit defeat, he would stop and spare him from dying.

“Kill him! Kill him!” all ten thousand people present at the venue yelled rancorously.

Their faces were brimming with joy at the fact that the righteous camp was winning.

The Fiends, on the other hand, were completely defeated.

Seeing that Levi stayed silent, Robed Slayer slowly lifted his fist into the air.

In his eyes, as well as everyone else’s, he had already given the former a chance.

The Cardinal Hall had no intention to force Levi to divulge Cyrus’ secret either since they knew he was on the brink of death.

They were relieved knowing that he would be killed since keeping him alive was equivalent to cultivating a threat.

“I can’t go on anymore! I don’t want to see Master Garrison die this way!” Sword Fiend could no longer contain his anxiousness and wanted to save Levi.

“Me too! I don’t wish to see Master Garrison die! I’ll feel aggrieved if he dies this way!”

“Exactly! This isn’t a fair game to begin with! Master Garrison might be more formidable than Robed Slayer if not for his injuries!”

Both Blood Fiend and Venom Fiend spoke their minds.

will never want us to interfere. If he has to die in this battle, he’ll want to die fair and square! What’s most important is we have a clear

the evil, and Master Garrison a big demon. Yet, we’re the ones doing

be able to bring Levi out of this venue with them

they could

die in the battle, they

the rules of the battle—to

there was a shockingly high number of people in the

would even pile in to kill

actions of

Levi is dying?” Looking at Zoey,

person is getting defeated?

wrong with

had heard what

once, the gentle-looking Zoey turned grim, emanating a sense of

Take me there

looking like a demon

I’ll take

decided her only option was to

when they met, she did not want to think

now was for Levi to stay

the battlefield, shouts for Levi to die

looking forward to watching him walking toward the end of his life because that was possibly the

his fist held high in the air for a long time, he could not bear to bring it