Praise be to our Lord!
Praise be to our Lord!
Praise be to our Lord!
!
Withdrawing his gaze from the Death Hunter, Descartes decisively stated:
"It's definitely not enough! If you pin your hopes on it, you'll definitely regret it! You can't be that naive, can you?"
Raising an eyebrow, Kalan moved the decapitation sword slightly away from Descartes' neck.
Looking down at Descartes, Kalan, who had originally intended to execute him outright, became somewhat interested.
It's not that I really intend to believe their nonsense.
Karan was curious to hear what this still-unyielding guy had to say.
Isn't it interesting to watch this guy struggle on the edge of death?
bring it on.
A subtle smile played at the corners of his lips. Kalan, not wanting Descartes to discover his true feelings, began to perform:
"Oh? Then tell me about it."
Struggle.
Struggle as ugly as you want!
I'll let you bring me some fun at the end.
hehe.
"If you can convince me, maybe I will really have the mercy to let you go."
"Consider it a blessing."
Descartes, who had not noticed Karan's true intentions, breathed a sigh of relief after hearing these words.
Yes! That's it!
Even though he was now at a complete disadvantage and seemed to have no hope, Descartes did not give up.
He was still trying to persuade Karan to let him go, and now it seemed that it might actually be possible!
Their eyes met, and they both smiled simultaneously.
He laughed with ulterior motives.
"Hehehe."
"Cough cough, hahaha..."
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