257 Can’t We All Just Live In Peace?

“N-No! Please don’t kill me!” a Wizard pleaded as he tremblingly backed away.

His right hand, which was still gripping his wand, had been cut off cleanly, rendering him incapable of protecting himself.

Although he was in a lot of pain, he mustered all his strength to speak, knowing that if he didn’t try to plead for his life, it would not only be his arm that would be lost forever but also his life.

His opponent walked toward him in a calm manner, as if enjoying the fear that was washing over his prey’s body.

Sensing that his opponent had no intention of letting him go, the Wizard took out the Escape Rune from his storage ring.

But before he could activate it, his other arm was cut off from his body, making him scream in pain.

“You’re so noisy.”

A moment later, a silver dagger embedded itself in the Wizard’s forehead, finally ending his life.