Everyone''s hearts skipped a beat.
That was because the power of that sword was just too terrifying.
In their eyes, it could only be described as something apocalyptic. Under an attack from that sword, everyone there would be doomed, let alone Wilbur.
Endless despair surfaced in their minds.
At that moment, Wilbur suddenly shouted, and the halberd in his hand disappeared.
At the same time, raging spiritual mes ignited on Wilbur''s body as he rose. With his bare hands, he boldly reached out to grab the attacking sword.
That scene stunned everyone.
Was this guy insane? He was actually trying to catch the flying dagger with his bare hands. Was he tired of living?
Yet, the next moment, everyone''s expressions froze on their faces.
They saw Wilbur''s hand firmly catching the handle of the flying dagger.
The flying dagger started to tremble rapidly, emanating an even more terrifying power. However, Wilbur''s hand remained solid as a rock. No matter how much the sword struggled, he did not move.
Two opposing forces only shed for a few dozen seconds before the flying dagger stopped trembling and the spiritual mes were extinguished.
At that moment, the spiritual mes on Wilbur''s body also disappeared. Then, they saw him holding the flying dagger and ying with it with a smile on his face. The members of the Nees family were stunned, and so were the big shots there. They could not believe that Wilbur had effortlessly broken through Seamus'' earth- shattering attack and seized his flying dagger.
That was a flying dagger, a magical treasure.
Even Seamus could not believe that Wilbur could take away his flying dagger.
Yet, no matter how he pushed his power and the power of his bloodline, he could not establish a connection with the flying dagger, let alonemand it.
Immediately afterward, Seamus looked like he was inplete panic. He could not believe Wilbur''s strength. Wilbur''s strength surpassed his expectations and understanding and caused him to lose the flying dagger he was so proud of. That dagger was his lifeblood, obtained by sacrificing his family members, son, and a Sanctuary level expert.
Seamus suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood and looked incredibly pale.
At the same time, something even more terrifying happened to him.
Everyone could see the muscles on his body starting to bulge rapidly and irregrly as if he were a monster.
Seamus let out a painful roar as he rolled on the ground, enduring an inhuman level of torture.
After losing the suppressive power of the flying dagger that had stabilized the power and life force in his body, he was suffering from the full bacsh.
There were more than a dozen different life forces in his body, and they started to fight and tear each other apart.
Spiritual energy started to surge everywhere. His fragile body, which had not actually gone through cultivation, could not withstand the bacsh of spiritual energy and all those life forces.
Every cell, every muscle, and every organ in his body started to destroy and mutate itself.
The pain was somethingpletely unimaginable for someone else.
In just a few minutes, Seamus'' body burst open. It had decayed and oozed foul- smelling flesh and blood.
Everyone looked at Seamus in horror, not understanding why that was happening.
However, Wilbur knew what was happening very well. He slowly walked to Seamus'' side and looked at the dying man.
"Power gained via a windfall is not somethingpletely risk-free. You killed Chandler and your family, absorbing their life forces to sustain the sudden damage caused by the spiritual energy in the flying dagger to your body. Now that you''ve lost the flying dagger, the imbnce in your body''s power is the end result. It''s retribution for you."
"Retribution?"
At that moment, Seamus was on the verge of death as he muttered those words.
He had just mocked Chandler earlier because he never believed in such a thing. Yet, retribution hade so suddenly for him, and so painfully too.