Dazed
Qin Liffei was now bearing several layers of pressure.
His mind, psyche, body—every aspect had reached its limit.
Especially his heart, which was already shattered beyond repair.
Dragon Scale had only just died, and now Dragon Whisker was going to die too.
And he needed to kill him with his own hands.
But this time, he could clearly take it a little more calmly.
After all, in Dragon Whisker's condition, he would not live much longer. Half his body had been blown apart; staying alive would only mean suffering.
He might as well give him a quick death.
Qin Liffei looked deeply at Dragon Whisker.
"Alright, I... I'll make it up to you!" Qin Liffei's vision blurred. The mental strain battered his brain, leaving him unable to see clearly.
He clenched his teeth and gripped the spear that had pierced through his shoulder.
His shoulder jerked.
The spear came free of the wall, and his entire body fell downwards.
When he landed on the ground, he staggered and nearly fell.
His weapon was far from light; its weight had numbed his entire shoulder.
Fortunately, the arm on this side was prosthetic. Otherwise, he truly would have lost the use of that hand.
When he pulled out the spear, blood gushed forth.
Shen Wuxiao nodded. "You're a real man. Go on, finish him off."
Qin Liffei moved forward with difficulty, walking toward him.
The spear in his hand was full of bloodstains, trembling.
"Wait!" Shen Li suddenly called out.
Qin Liffei looked at her.
Shen Li walked over to a table and raised her foot in a kick.
Boom!
The table shattered into four pieces.
She picked up a solid wooden table leg, walked over, and handed it to Qin Liffei.
"Use this. Beat him to death alive. Of course,