"Only kill them? As long as you kill them, you'll let me go?"
A glimmer of hope appeared in Saint Charlos's eyes. To him, these lowly marines were nothing. He could kill them if he had to, as long as he got to live.
"Sure."
Luo Sa smiled playfully.
"Good, good, good!"
Overjoyed, Saint Charlos picked up the sword in his hand. Ignoring the intense pain in his lower body, he charged at the nearest marine.
"What are you doing, Celestial Dragon?!"
The marine was a Rear Admiral. He stared in terror at Saint Charlos rushing toward him, disbelief etched across his face.
This Celestial Dragon was actually going to kill the very people who had always protected him, just to save his own life.
"Were we wrong all along?"
The thought suddenly appeared in the Rear Admiral's mind.
Boom!
The Celestial Dragon had reached the Rear Admiral. He swung down the greatsword in his hand without the slightest hesitation.
The sword rose and fell!
The poor Rear Admiral fell beneath the Celestial Dragon's blade just like that.
"Rear Admiral!"
The marines cried out in grief and fury, glaring at the Celestial Dragon through gritted teeth.
In that moment, their reverence for the Celestial Dragon vanished without a trace.
"Ahahaha! Good, good, good." Luo Sa clapped and cheered from the sidelines.
"I killed him. I've killed him. Can you let me go now?"
Saint Charlos tossed away the greatsword, hurried over to Luo Sa, and dropped to his knees.
"Let you go?"
"I don't mind, but... he does!"
Luo Sa shrugged and pointed at his head, indicating that there was nothing he could do.
"You!"
Saint Charlos pointed at Luo Sa with a trembling hand, unable to say another word.
"Enough. Let the game continue."
"Marines, how about we play