Hearing this voice, everyone turned to look.

Even Xiao Chen was a little surprised.

The person who spoke was John.

"I'm going to die anyway, I'll kill him, just right."

John looked at Marcus and said slowly.

"you……"

Marcus glared at John, who didn't expect John to do so.

"I thought you were a wise master and it was in line with the appearance of a wise master in my heart, but now it seems... I was wrong."

John did not avoid Marcus's gaze and said lightly.

"So, what I can do for the wise master now is...kill you."

"You can't survive if you kill him."

Selro also looked at John and said in a deep voice.

"I know, I don't plan to live again."

John chuckled.

"Selro, you did a good job, I was wrong... I hope that one day, you can reach the top position to prove that my vision was right at the beginning, but I was wrong later."

“…”

Selro was silent. John wanted to kill Marcus, which he had not expected.

"John, you can't kill me, you kill me..."

Marcus gritted his teeth.

"Marcus, no need to threaten it. If you die, I will die too, so any threat is useless..."

John interrupted Marcus and raised the stick of civilization.

"I don't want to forgive you either, I don't want...you make me feel like I'm blind."

“…”

Marcus looked at John's movements and looked pale. Do he really want to kill himself?

"After you die, I will take you back... to be buried with my minister."

Selro looked at John and said slowly.

When John was stunned when he heard Selrow's words, he took off his politeness, bent down, and saluted Selrow.

"Haha, thank you for the gift of the Son of God."

"This is the first time you have called me the Son of God."

Selro's eyes were complicated.

"It's my first time."

John smiled, and the civilized stick pointed at Marcus's heart.

"I haven't called him either... I will only shout like that if I really approve of it."

"No...Selro, I can't die."

Marcus trembled, and he felt the arrival of death.

puff!

Before Selro finished speaking, the civilization stick in John's hand pierced directly into his heart.

"Marcus, you've disappointed me."

John glanced at Marcus, and the Civilization Stick went deeper and blood splashed out.

"ah……"

Marcus screamed in pain, grabbed the civilization stick tightly, trying to struggle.

But the power seems to be taken away.

"John, you..."

He didn't expect him to die, and he didn't expect him to die at John's hands.

"Goodbye Marcus."

Selro looked at Marcus and said lightly.

There is no sadness, brotherly affection... it is nonsense!

"I...is not willing to give up..."

Marcus struggled, he was unwilling to give up, tonight... it was supposed to be him who got the Black Blood Wand and killed Selro!

Next, it's his highlight moment.

If he gets the Black Blood Wand, he will definitely get the Dark Heritage and become the only heir!

Then, he may become the emperor of the Dark Holy See!

But now... everything is empty.

"So what if you don't want to give up?"

Selro shook his head.

"Really, if you don't deal with me, I never thought about dealing with you..."

puff!

John pulled out the stick of civilization, and the blood turned into a blood arrow and splattered on him.

Bang.

As the Civilization Stick was pulled out, Marcus raised his head and fell to the ground, his body twitching, and gasping for breath.

He felt cold.

Is this the feeling of death?

His hands were stained with blood and killed countless people...but it was the first time he felt death.

Selro looked down at Marcus with a blank expression on his face.

Xiao Chen took out the cigarette, lit it, took a sip, and slowly vomited it out.

He had no sympathy for Marcus. If he hadn't been strong enough tonight, then he and Selro would have died now.

So...if you die, you will die.

Before Xiao Chen finished smoking a cigarette, Marcus stopped moving.

"Son of God, goodbye."

John smiled, the civilization stick... pierced his heart.

His body trembled and his face was a little pale, but the smile on his face always existed.

Selro's expressionless face finally changed.

He opened his mouth and wanted to say something, but he didn't say anything after all.

Even if he could forgive John, what about the dead?

Except for the black-robed god of death, everyone... was killed in battle.

If John is not dead, how can he explain to them?

Betrayal is betrayal after all.

"John, today...you taught me a lesson, and I will become better in the future until I reach that supreme seat."

Selro looked at John and said slowly.

Hearing Selro's words, John smiled even stronger: "Then my death is valuable! Son of God, black robe... and Mr. Xiao, goodbye."

As he finished speaking, he fell to the ground and his smile slowly froze.

"John... go."

Selro squatted down and said softly.

John's death was even more sad than Marcus's death.

As if he heard Selro's words, John slowly closed his eyes.

The black-robed god of death stood beside him, without saying anything.

He did not plead for John, because he knew that John must die and cannot live.

Especially after John killed Marcus, he couldn't survive.

The only thing he could do was not treat John as a traitor, they... were still friends.

"it's over."

Xiao Chenshu breathed a sigh of relief and swept over the place.

"No, here... there is a beautiful Miss Alice."

Hearing Xiao Chen's words, the black-robed Death God walked slowly towards Alice.

Alice was awake, and she saw everything that had just happened, including Marcus's death.

She couldn't do anything, so she didn't say anything.

When she saw the black-robed god of death walking towards her, she smiled bitterly. Will she be unable to escape death?

"Hey, death, what are you doing?"
To be continued...