Earl simply could not understand what was happening before his eyes.
He did not understand why, as a being of consciousness, he had been struck down the instant he caught a strange scent.
There had been no warning at all. His consciousness had already been split in two.
"Consciousness Severance?" Had he been locked onto the moment he entered the train manufacturing workshop, or had something infiltrated Han Dong's consciousness space?
Earl could not figure it out, nor could he continue thinking.
His consciousness was growing faint, and his ability to think was fading away.
After using his last strength to send Han Dong a warning, everything before him gradually darkened.
This was the third time he had come to the brink of death, after Miss Hall had pierced his heart with the holy sword and Han Dong had annihilated his body in the form of the Crow God... But this time, he did not seem to be as fortunate as before. Death had truly arrived.
Beneath the Smiling Face Tree.
Earl's consciousness was gradually turning entirely into blood.
There was neither pain nor hatred on his face. Instead, he looked relieved.
In Earl's eyes, he should have died after his first defeat.
Yet he had continued living for so long.
He had followed Han Dong to witness different kinds of Destiny Worlds, seen strange new things, encountered, communicated with, or slain otherworldly beings he had never seen before.
He had stepped into higher realms and fought multiple kings head-on.
Back when Earl had still been a lord of one region, such things had been completely beyond his imagination.
Thank you, Nicholas...
The words could not be conveyed, scattering away along with Earl's last shred of consciousness.
Before dying, Earl intended to use the last blood his consciousness became to