The thirty barbs on [Gáe Bolg] hooked firmly into Mr. Night's flesh. [Sword of Judgment] also shattered into a burst of light and surged into his body, its negative judgment effects stacking on him layer by layer.
After taking a spear and a sword, Mr. Night slowly collapsed, unwillingness in his eyes.
Once Mr. Night fell, Xia Xiu slowly pulled out the blood-red spear. Looking exhausted, Valente walked over with his sword in hand. At the sight of Mr. Night on the ground, he could not help letting out a long breath.
"If we hadn't had the terrain advantage, and if it hadn't been two against one, we might not have beaten him... Abraham, what are you doing?"
Valente voiced his thoughts to the blond young man beside him, but the young man's strange behavior quickly cut him short.
Xia Xiu was holding an azure pistol in his right hand, pointing it at the fallen Mr. Night. He looked as though he wanted to put a few more bullets into his corpse.
"Making sure he's dead."
Xia Xiu smiled as he answered and pulled the trigger.
Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang!
Four red energy balls shot toward Mr. Night's head, heart, and other vital spots. What happened next took Valente completely by surprise. When the four red energy balls touched Mr. Night, they sank eerily into him. Mr. Night, who had still been unconscious, suddenly opened his eyes. They had taken on a bizarre spiral pattern, the whorls as black as the abyss.
"Aaah-"
A shrill, piercing sound erupted from Mr. Night's mouth. His body floated eerily upward like a marionette, and chaotic, distorted fluctuations emanated from him.
Bang, bang, bang, bang, bang-
"Tsk. These guys really do always try to screw someone over before they die."
Xia Xiu raised [Gorgon]