The Duke's Passion

Chapter 794 May the best warrior wins



Chapter 794 May the best warrior wins

Chapter 794 May the best warrior wins

The echoing yell, metals banging and clashing, and the scent of blood pervaded the inside of the huge colosseum. These piercing noises and scent wasn't new to those who had lived in the colosseum, but tonight, it wasn't out of entertainment. The cries, sweat, blood, and tears were coming from their fiery desires for freedom. The thick walls that had kept their cries and screams a secret from the outside world wouldn't be enough anymore. Claude led the group, opening the other cells, and giving everyone the option to come with him out of this hellhole. Those who were able and sick of these sick games either assisted Claude from fighting; some of them helped those injured and unable to escape. There wasn't any planning that happened. Claude didn't waste his time briefing everyone. The goal was simple, after all. They had to get out of here. This opportunity wouldn't come again, and that was definitely true.

They would either die fighting for freedom. They would die anyway if they stayed in this place. Some lasted longer than the rest, others had to sacrifice their lives. However, their deaths... were probably the proudest moment of their lives more than the countless battles they had conquered. People who were turned undead and knights soon surrounded the Colosseum. Since the warriors were overpowering the knights in charge of the place, reinforcement soon came. It didn't take long before another wave of roars and growls filled the air. Claude screamed his lungs out, haggard from all the fighting, drenched in sweat and blood. He raised his sword, raising these warriors mocked and forced to entertain with their talent. Another wave of roar echoed, making the colosseum tremble.

Simultaneously, outside the capital of the Spade Kingdom, screams were also heard. But this time, it wasn't a large group of warriors against another group of undead and royal knights. It was just countless undead against one: Rufus. Rufus bolted through the undead thronging the street. Some of them were akin to brainless flesh. They were so easily cut. Others were quick and intelligent enough to fight, but Rufus never held back. "Unless he sends someone worthy to stop, I will not stop," he breathed out, creating a whirlwind with his sword as he sent multiple enemies away. Rufus stood mightily in the middle of the street. He looked around, and as if he didn't send people flying, the numbers of enemies just seemed wouldn't decrease. Reêad latest novels at novelhall.com

"Acheron," Rufus called, upon recognizing the man. Acheron Roseberg was one of Zero's loyal followers. Just like Rufus, this man was capable. Even Lilou had a hard time killing this man in the previous timeline, so Rufus was already aware he wouldn't reach the pier that soon. "Rufus Barrett." Acheron's expression was stern, pulling an aura on Rufus. "I finally had the chance to have a duel with you. It was a pleasure, Sir Knight."

"The feeling is mutual, Your Grace." Rufus twisted his sword since he had been using the back of his sword since parting with Law and Tilly. "You have all my respect, my lord, and it is such a shame you followed the wrong man."

Acheron smiled subtly. "My sentiments are the same. You have all my respect and it is such a shame you are on the wrong side."

Both men who lived their lives fighting fair and square, proving their worth through the countless battles they won, stared at each other. They were both undefeated, and tonight, they were aware they could lose a battle for the first time. "May the best warrior win," they remarked through their gritted teeth, and at that very moment, an explosion of aura that was just as intense as those coming from the royal palace was felt.


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