"That might not be true!"


    Suddenly, Jeckle heard a voice. He looked up and saw a man in ck robes walking from behind Wilbur. His figure was concealed in the ck robes.


    Jeckle sensed the spiritual energying from the man with ck robes. He also sensed the power of destruction.


    "Who are you? Could it be? It''s you!"


    "That''s right, Mister Jeckle. It''s me."


    Demetra removed his robes and hat. He looked up at Jeckle and smirked. He said, "This may seem unfair to you, but Greensource Corp was never fair to me either. I told you, Mister Jeckle, that your ce will one day be mine. Since I''m going to rece you, it''s only natural for me to defeat you, isn''t it? How else would


    I seed you?"


    "You!"


    Jeckle red at Demetra with bloodshot eyes. He said, "You should''ve been dead! I can''t believe you''re still alive! What is it? Are you going to betray me and Greensource Corp for this guy?"


    Demetra nced at Wilbur and said, "Mister Penn didn''t kill me after the previous battle. On the contrary, Greensource Corp has been hunting me down. He spared my life, and he saved me once morest time. Today, I''ll be returning the favor by saving him. As for you, Mister Jeckle, based on what I know, you''ve been abandoned by Mister Damon. You have no friends now, and no one is going to help you. This is the end of the line for you."


    "You! Demetra, I think you know what I''m capable of. We can work together. I can help us to escape Cametra. We''ll be capable of making a living anywhere by then. Rather than being controlled by someone else, why don''t we leave Cametra and enjoy life? We will have everything by then. Money, women, fame, status. Whatever you want, I can give it to you!"


    "Thanks, Mister Jeckle."


    Demetra remained aposed face as he said, "I had everything you mentioned. Also, with my capability, it''s not hard for me to get those things you mentioned. There''s one thing that these materialistic things can''tpare with, and that''s gratitude."


    "Gratitude?"


    "That''s right. I owe Mister Penn, so I have to help him this time."


    "In that case, bring it on!"


    Jeckle was suddenly furious as he lunged toward Demetra.


    "Goodbye, Mister Jeckle!"


    Demetra abruptly pulled out his sword and made three shes at Jeckle.


    Three de energies exploded on Jeckle consecutively, leaving him with a gory chest and blood sttering everywhere. Jeckle stood still for a moment before falling backward.


    Demetra let out a sigh of relief and nced at Wilbur. He was worried that Jeckle was not dead, so he quickly stepped forward and grabbed his sword. He knelt and delivered one final blow to Jeckle''s body.


    "I''m sorry, Mister Jeckle."


    Jeckle abruptly opened his eyes the moment he was stabbed in the chest. He bit Demetra on the arm with his mouth, drawing blood.


    Demetra watched Jeckle make his final struggle until the light faded in his eyes. Jeckle then let go and dropped to the ground.


    Demetra had a cruel idea at that moment and did something shocking. He pulled out his sword and tossed it to the ground, then grabbed onto Jeckle''s limbs like an animal and tore them away before discarding them around him.