Curse

Bang.

Kang De pulled the trigger.

The bullet went straight for Lost's head.

Battle aura flashed. The fallen Lost moved a few meters to the left in the air and dodged the shot.

Then, his body rose up.

He did not get up or stand up, but his body was upright.

The knight shook his head.

His eyes were empty and his expression froze, but the violent aura behind his heart slowly spread out.

He lost everything almost overnight. His hometown was destroyed, his family was razed, the corpses of his relatives were blown to pieces, and his sister died because of his selfishness.

What about the Eldest Prince's favor, what about his bright future, what about the life of an upper-class person? All of this had already been devoured by the flames of hatred and despair. These were not important anymore, not important…

Kang De fired again. The knight rolled to the ground, ignoring his posture, but it was efficient.