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    Duran stared in shock when his brother confronted him, lost for words.


    He desperately wanted to flee, but he never imagined such a strange turn of events would happen to him!


    Not only had he failed to escape, but he was also left with severe injuries.


    With a pained expression, he looked at his third brother and dered, “No, I’m not! I’m just plotting a way to give that Charlie kid a final blow!”<h3 style="background-color:DodgerBlue">


    His third brother wasn’t deceived by the excuse. He red at Duran in disbelief and shouted, “Do you think I’m an idiot? Both of your arms arepletely gone—how do you n to deliver a final blow?!”


    Indignantly, Duran retorted, “Hey, how can you speak to me like that? I’m your leader! Show some respect!”


    The third brother charged at him, biting his ear and cursing, “Respectful?! How dare you call yourself a leader? You’re trying to lead us into the enemy’s trap just to save yourself, you jerk! I’m done with you!”


    Duran cried out in excruciating pain as his ear was bitten, helpless to stop him.


    He couldn’t even consider himself a master now.


    How could he? Both of his arms were shattered, and his legs were paralyzed. He was now just a typical disabled person.


    As his third brother bit his ear, all he could do was cry out in agony, “Hey, let go of me! Do you think I want to run away? I want to ensure that we, The Eight Heavenly Kings, have descendants!”


    The third brother fired back angrily, “Even if you want that, it shouldn’t be you! Your arms are useless now, you idiot! Why can’t it be my descendant?”


    Duran howled again in pain, asserting, “This isn’t the time for arguing! Do you really think you can escape from here?”


    The third brother growled, “How do you know that I can’t escape?”


    Just then, Charlie’s icy voice cut through the tension. “Yes, you should have heeded your leader’s advice. He’s right; none of you can escape.”


    At the sound of Charlie’s voice, the third brother instinctively released his bite and turned to face Charlie.


    Charlie had closed the distance between them.


    The other six members of The Eight Heavenly Kings were sprawled on the ground, howling in despair.


    While Duran and his brother had been squabbling, Charlie had taken down the other six one by one.


    Duran turned pale as he pleaded, “Master Wade, I’m disabled now—please, have mercy and spare my life.”


    Charlie chuckled, “Just moments ago, you tried to attack me and kill me, and now you’re begging for mercy? Do you really think I’m that easy to manipte?”


    Duran cried out in terror, “Master Wade, you’re the real master while I’m just trash. A true master wouldn’t stoop to my level. Look at me—I’m beyond saving, so please, have mercy and let me go!”


    Charlie smiled and replied, “Duran, the moment you and your brothers boarded the ne to Mount Golim, your fate was sealed.”


    He gestured towards the snowy peak of Mount Golim with a grin, saying, “Look, isn’t Mount Golim a beautiful and auspicious ce? What better blessing than to die and rest here forever?”


    “No! No! I don’t agree!” Tears streamed down Duran’s face. “Master Wade, I haven’t lived enough—I don’t want to die! Please, killing someone like me will only stain your noble hands. Spare me!”


    Charlie replied with a smile, “Oh, I won’t be the one to kill you. You’re not worth my time.”


    Then, looking around, he added coldly, “None of you are worthy of being killed by my own hand!”


    The Eight Heavenly Kings were struck with terror at his words.


    They all shared a lingering question—if Charlie was just one person, how did he n to deal with them? What was his n for their demise?


    Standing before The Eight Heavenly Kings, Charlie raised his arms and proimed, “Mount Golim is a sacred mountain, snow-covered all year round, pure and pristine. It’s a transcendent blessing to die in this holy ce, you wretched bugs!”


    He continued, “And today, I will give you a holy funeral! I will allow your filthy bodies to rest in the white snow!”


    The Eight Heavenly Kings trembled in fear, still clueless about Charlie’s true intentions for their fate.


    At that moment, Charlie looked at each of them with a feigned sympathetic gaze, which quickly transformed into a smile. “After all, you are brothers. You’vemitted evil deeds together, and now you will meet your end together. Each of you will have apanion as you walk into the light!”


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