Barney puffed on a cigar while looking through the documents that Ralph had sent to him with a smirk. "I can't believe this guy. He wants us to lure Wilbur over and have us take care of him ourselves, the sneaky bastard. He's trying to pin this on us." Damon smiled. "Wilbur isn't scary. It's just that sentient virus' healing skills are far too powerful. As long as he's around, Wilbur will be able to heal really quickly from his wounds. No one would be any match for him that way. But if Demetra isn't by Wilbur's side, I'll be able to kill Wilbur on my own. When that happens, all the credit will go to you, Mister Barney." Barney barked out a laugh. "It seems like you really hate Wilbur and want him dead. Is that right?" "That's right. Wilbur's existence is a great humiliation for me, and only with his death will I regain my confidence. That's the only way to restore peace in Cametra." Barney put out his cigar. "It seems like this is something only Light Valley can manage. Get rea

Damon scrambled to pick his sword up to block and was knocked several meters backward after both powerful forces collided. "F*ck! How did you know where I was?" Wilbur smirked. "I just had to try a little harder." "I don't believe you!" Damon gritted his teeth as he spat those words out, pouncing toward Wilbur. Both men waved their swords at each other, the powerful blade energy colliding and sending them flying backward. Wilbur fell off the balcony, scrambling to grab the edge and leaping back onto the balcony. Damon gripped his sword and charged over. Wilbur ducked to the side, bending in one swift move and striking Damon in the belly. He sent Damon flying, crushing another one of his flame crystal cores. Having his flame crystal cores destroyed consecutively made Damon feral, and he retaliated by raining down a series of attacks at Wilbur. That was a good outcome for Wilbur, as Damon having lost control made it easier for his weaknesses to be spotted. Just like that, Wil

Damon's voice was icy, and his eyes were bloodshot. He was blind with rage and hatred and could barely hear a word as he began attacking once more. Wilbur darted behind Damon, shouting, "Take this!" There was a loud collision when Wilbur punched Damon in the back. The golden dragon on his arm shot out, piercing through Damon's body and shattering all his flame crystal cores. Damon's invisibility spell was dispelled at once as he collapsed onto the ground. The golden dragon let out a howl in mid-air before disappearing into a sea of golden flecks. "They're all broken! They're all f*cking broken!" Damon punched the ground, looking at the man in the black robes as his chest heaved. Damon retched harshly, and blood spurted out of his nostrils and mouth as he writhed around in pain. "M-Master." Damon struggled to climb to his feet, kneeling in front of the man in the black robes. "S-Save me, Master… I don't want to die." "You're f*cking useless, there's no point keeping you ar

Just then, Paul came back upstairs after seeing the old man off. "This incident has come to a conclusion, Wilbur. People from Light Valley will take care of Greensource Corp. All you need to do now is kill Barney, and everything will be over." "Barney?" "That's right. Damon's already dead, and you brought about his demise. Barney's the only one still alive. Once you kill him, Greensource Corp will disappear for good." Wilbur stared at Paul in disbelief. "Are you saying the same thing as Ralph said, Mister Paul?" "No, it's not the same," said Paul. "Ralph will meet his own fate. I just hope you know that the affairs of the Scarlet Leaf Faction and the Green Leaf Faction are internal affairs of Cametra. You were the only survivor out of all the elites from the seven countries, and you represent Dasha as well. Light Valley does not want to show itself yet, so I hope that you can agree to put on an act with us. Of course, I promise you that Light Valley won't harm Dasha in the slig

"If you kill me today, they'll just control you like they did me." Wilbur understood Barney's lament. "No, Mister Barney. I'm not the same as you. You're from Greensource Corp, but I'm not." "Yes, we're different." Barney's fork stopped in mid-air. His mood seemed to have soured, and he set the fork down. "Fine. Don't blame me for going all out on them, then." "I can let Demetra go, but someone needs to die before me." "You want me to kill someone for you?" "Precisely." "Who?" "Ralph." "Ralph?" Wilbur stared at Barney in shock, who looked eerily calm then. "Yes, Ralph. I would have never joined Greensource Corp if it hadn't been for him. He's put me through so much shit in the past years. If they're going to kill me, I need to make sure Ralph dies before my eyes. That's the only way I'll get my revenge." "Alright, I'll do it. I'll go and kill Ralph right this second." Wilbur got up to leave, but Barney piped up again. "Wait, hold on. I've changed my mind." "What