Chapter 566: Where Is My Knife?

Suddenly, White Mitchell's voice once again resounded, causing George, who was originally arrogant, to be taken aback.

George's brows furrowed tightly, his face instantly became serious, and he slowly turned around to look in the direction of White Mitchell.

At this glance, George was immediately frozen in place like he had been shocked, appearing somewhat astonished.

"You... how are you still alive!?" George uttered in disbelief. As he said these words, his voice trembled uncontrollably.

It was clear to see, George was very doubtful of the fact that White Mitchell was not dead.

In his viewpoint, just now, his large sword had already appeared in front of White Mitchell's head, and White Mitchell should have been a corpse by now.

Yet, the situation he was now witnessing showed White Mitchell standing there completely unscathed, as if he was totally unaffected.

What in the world is happening?

Where is my sword?

Where the hell is my large sword?