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At that moment, Kashius's previously composed expression began to change. His resolve was starting to waver.

The reason he had been so confident was none other than the time machine. As long as it existed, even if Kashius could not win, he could still find an opportunity to take Bulma and the others away from this time and space.

Yet now that the time machine had been destroyed, Kashius's retreat had effectively been cut off.

Secretly clenching his fists, Kashius regained his composure. His golden eyes fixed on Liu Ge across from him as he asked, "Your people did this?"

"Cough, cough..." Nicholas coughed heavily a few times and shot Kashius an utterly arrogant glance.

"You're finished, Kashius. I'm telling you, you're finished!!!"

Rip~!

The sound of flesh tearing rang out, followed by blood spraying through the air. Nicholas's right arm had been forcibly torn off by Kashius.

"Ahhh~~~!" Nicholas shut his eyes and wailed in agony, his voice incomparably shrill.

"You...!" Liu Ge's eyes widened.

Kashius remained expressionless. Then his right hand landed on Nicholas's left shoulder again. With a twist and a pull, blood once more scattered through the air.

"Me? What about me?" Kashius suddenly looked at Liu Ge, then tossed Nicholas's entire body into the air, drawing a bloody line across the sky. Golden light gathered in Kashius's right hand, and a brilliant pillar of light that pierced the void shot upward.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

High in the sky, Liu Ge looked at Nicholas's two mangled shoulders, his brows deeply furrowed and his expression exceedingly displeased. Though he hated Nicholas, they both belonged to Nero's faction. He could not simply stand by and watch him die.

That was precisely why he had rescued Nicholas when Kashius moved to kill him. Still, seeing Nicholas in such a