Chapter 259

"Kiddo! I'm giving you two options. Either you kneel before Mr. Hummer or

die!" Judge's tone was frosty, and his gaze was

stagnant like a pool, calm and impassive. He'd been killing since he was

ten and had a body count of hundreds, if not thousands.

"I choose death. Come at me if you can." Dustin beckoned him forward with

his finger.

"How insolent!" Judge's gaze turned increasingly frosty as he launched hi

s spear forward. Like a canon, it shot

straight for Dustin's chest.

Dustin stood unmoved and grabbed the spear, flinging it back. With a shar

p whistle, it shot back out toward Judge with greater speed.

Judge sneered and mirrored Dustin's stance, grabbing his own spear. Howev

er, as soon as he grabbed hold of it, it was as if he was struck by light

ning. He staggered backward, his feet skidding along the ground, leaving

deep imprints with each step.

"How could this be?" Judge's expression changed, and he exerted his entir

e strength in an attempt to stop the

momentum of his steel spear.

A gaping wound was forming between his thumb and index finger, and

his fingers were turning into a bloody

mess of flesh and blood from the sheer force of energy. Even so, he didn'

t dare let go.

"Ahhh!" As he realized that no amount of force would be able to stop his

weapon, he let out an anguished

scream, and his expression was full of despair.

"Save me, Mr. Hummer!" he screeched loudly, losing his previous arrogance

.

Before the crowd

could react, his spear trembled and escaped from his grasp, piercing stra

ight through his

chest. With a final whistle, it embedded into the wall, disappearing out

of sight, leaving only a hole the size of

an egg.

Moaning

painfully, Judge looked at his wrangled hands and the gaping hole in his

chest. His mouth opened like he wanted to speak, but no sound could be

heard. Falling backward onto the ground, he died in grievance.

In the end, the mighty, third–

ranked Judge met his demise at the hands of his own weapon.

Silence engulfed the scene as the crowd looked

on in shock, their eyes fixed on the lifeless body of Judge sprawled on t

he ground. This outcome was beyond anyone's imagination. They had been ce

rtain that Dustin would meet his end with Judge's appearance. However, wi

th just a casual flick of his hand, Judge was

impaled by his own spear.

Nobody reacted as the entire situation happened abruptly. Some of them co

uldn't even believe it. Just like that, the warrior ranked third among Th

e Hundred Immortals had fallen. His death was so sudden and bizarre that

they wouldn't have believed it if they hadn't seen it with their own eyes

.

"Oh my goodness, where did this monster come from?" Istrid was completely

dumbfounded, her eyes wide

open.

Darkwrath, Lightwrath, and Judge were all highly–

skilled experts ranked on the Hundred Immortals. However, Dustin handled

them like they were mere vegetables on a chopping board.

It was truly terrifying!

"Damn it! Who is this kid? He actually killed Judge!"

"Who knows? He's truly talented for his age and skills."

Whispers filled the air, and they took in Dustin's figure with tinges of

awe.

"Kiddo. I didn't expect you to have skills like that. I underestimated yo

u." Joshua was slightly taken aback but sneered again after a brief momen

t.

The Hundred Immortals was a power ranking for low–

level martial artists. However, compared to divine–

level martial artists, they fell short by more than a mile.

At present. Joshua was already a divine–

level martial artist and had the potential to

challenge the ranks of The Heavenly Immortals. In his eyes, a low–

level martial artist like Judge was no different from an ant. Just like h

ow Dustin had killed him instantly with a single strike, he could do the

same, and with even less effort.

That was the true power of a divine–level martial artist.

"Release her, or die," Dustin said coldly.

"Kiddo, don't be too arrogant! Do you think you can act recklessly in fro

nt of me just because you killed Judge? Let me tell you honestly, I'm alr

eady a divine–

level martial artist. I can destroy you, ordinary people, with

nothing more than a flick of my finger!"

As Joshua spoke, his arms trembled, and a terrifying air emanated from hi

m.