Terrifying

However, an even more terrifying sight was still to come!

"His head! Cut off his head!"

"It's mine! I saw him first!"

"Get lost! I killed him!"

When the Refugees around them saw Agata fall, they instantly let out even madder howls. Countless pairs of greedy eyes locked onto Agata's still-twitching body and that huge head!

At that moment, in their eyes, this was no longer a man, but a blood-soaked ticket to survival!

Before Webber could react, seven or eight people holding all kinds of crude sharp weapons had already swarmed forward!

They roughly shoved aside the nearly collapsed Webber and surrounded the dying Agata!

Kitchen knives, hatchets, even sharp stones fell like raindrops, hacking and smashing wildly at Agata's neck!

"Ah... no... ah!" Agata seemed to still want to struggle, but blood was already gushing from his mouth, nose, and the wounds on his neck.

Webber was squeezed to the side and slumped to the ground, staring dumbstruck at this hellish scene.

He watched helplessly as those people, amid roaring and scrambling, used the most primitive, most savage method to forcibly cut and tear Agata's huge head from his neck!

Warm blood sprayed out like a fountain, dyeing the people and ground around them a ghastly crimson!

There were even two Refugees who started wrestling on the spot over the still-dripping head. One clutched the head tightly, while the other fought desperately to snatch it away.

As that head swayed in their struggle, Webber saw in horror that Agata's eyes, not yet fully closed, seemed... to blink ever so slightly! As if making one final, silent accusation against this cruel fate!

This scene was seared deep into Webber's mind. Even for him, someone used to scenes of slaughter, his stomach churned like rivers overturning and seas upending, and