Chapter 806


    Killing aura overflowed in the tiny temple.


    Andrius paused when he heard the gunshot behind him. He was furious when he saw his friend on the


    ground.


    “Conrad!”


    Conrad was his few remaining friends in Florence.


    Right before Andrius could go back and help him, Conrad shouted on top of his lungs, “GO! ANDRIUS!


    GO! Don’t let your men die in vain! Don’t let the effort fall short! Make it count!”


    Andrius struggled with his thoughts for a moment before he puckered up and left.


    “F*ck!”


    The Second War God was furious. He stomped on Conrad a few more times and still could not break


    free. He aimed at Conrad’s other leg and fired.


    Bang!


    Blood sttered once more.


    Both Conrad’s legs were shot, but he still clung on to the Second War God’s leg. He did not grunt or cry


    due to the pain. He did not curse or shout at the Second War God. He simply clung on to the leg tightly.


    “CONRAD GIBBS!”


    The Second War God almost lost sight of Andrius. It fueled his anger even more and drove him to aim


    the gun at Conrad’s head.


    Conrad grinned, showing off his bloody teeth. There was no fear or hatred, it was just a nk stare into


    the void.


    He had onest wish in his heart–his daughter, Vivian.


    Bang!


    Another shot was fired.


    The bullet put a hole through Conrad’s head.


    Blood gushed.


    Contentt bel0ngs to N0ve/lDra/ma.O(r)g!


    Conrad’s eyes swiftly lost focus. The lingering glimmers were his thoughts for his daughter.


    “Vivian, I can’t protect you anymore. You have to take care of yourself from now on…”


    Slowly, his consciousness faded,


    The death of his wife had always been the nail in his heart. He would not have stepped down from


    power otherwise. Now, he could finally reunite with his wife in the afterlife.


    Conrad’s lifeless body fell to the ground. The First War God of Florence, the prestigious man who was


    known as the Twin Star together with the Wolf King, was dead.


    The end of the hero’s path somehow felt bleak and sorrowful.


    “Hmph!” The Second War God grunted. He wanted to chase after Andrius but then he realized Conrad


    was still clinging onto his leg even in death.


    “F*ck!”


    The Second War God’s eyes glimmered viciously as he shook the dead man’s hands off. He then led


    his insect soldiers to chase after Andrius.


    Meanwhile, Andrius and Kelvin reached a wooden bridge.


    Underneath the wooden bridge was thick fog, preventing one from having a clear look at the bottom.


    However, the chilly wind from the bottom warned them to stay away.


    The wooden bridge was old and broken. It had aged through time and could only allow one person to


    cross at a time.


    “Wolf King, go! I’ll fend them off!” Kelvin said to Andrius,


    Andrius shook his head. “The Second War God is here for me. I can’t drag you into this. You go first.”


    Kelvin saw the persistence in Andrius, so instead of arguing within, he decided to cross the bridge first