Living With My Lady Boss by Blue Silver Novel Full Episode novel Chapter 1403

The man seemed like a feral beast then, hellbent on protecting its territory and killing all intruders.

"Come on, let's fight to our heart's content!" the man cried out as he swung his scythe at Wilbur wildly.

"Only in battle does my willpower truly catch fire." The man threw himself at Wilbur, chopping at Wilbur's waist.

"Only in battle do I feel what it means to be alive." The man swung the scythe around, aiming for Wilbur's chest ruthlessly.

"Only in battle does one truly grow." The man appeared to be more and more unhinged by the second.

His unruly hair fell over his shoulders in clumps as he garbled on, his gaze nothing but crazed.

The man was in an all-consuming high from the battle, even causing his body to tremble slightly amidst his emotion.

Wilbur did not know how to respond. He had not expected to run into a lunatic out of following his curiosity.

It seemed like there was no leaving for him until he took this guy down.

Wilbur did not want to hurt him, at the end of the day. He did not know this man and had thus gone easy on him many times so as not to injure the man.

As the battle grew in intensity, a cyclone kicked up on the water, bringing about fierce waves.

Yet neither the wind nor the waves could enter the confines of the ongoing battle.

The man's gaze grew even more crazed not long after, swinging his scythe wildly in a series of fast, deft attacks.

A thump rang through the air.

Wilbur's long sword could not withstand the increasing pressure and shattered before turning into rampant spiritual energy.

The man let out a wild peal of laughter, pouncing on Wilbur even more fiercely.

With no other choice, Wilbur brought out the historical halberd.

The man gripped his scythe with both hands. The spiritual flames on his body were put out, but the spiritual flames on the scythe were covered in runes. He made his way toward Wilbur step by step, the water level sinking at an alarming rate.

"The wounds of time and the unforgettable pain they have brought, they weigh down on me like a mountain. Everything under the boundless sky, too, shall perish."

The man muttered to himself, seeming to be chanting some sort of prayer or spell.

At the same time, the scythe in his grasp transformed into a huge sword spanning seven to eight meters long.

Every step the man took made the water level around him sink even further.

The sword in his grasp looked abnormally heavy as well, causing his hands to shake as an agonized expression appeared on his face.

All the winds and waves halted at once.

It was as if a baby had fallen into a deep sleep in the middle of a tantrum, unbelievably silent.