Seeing Kael charge at him a second time, the wide grin on the Barbarian King's face grew bigger. The more he saw the Verdant Throne's power, the greater his interest in possessing it grew.
According to legend, the one who managed to wield its power would become near-immortal, break the limits of mortality, and transcend to a higher form of existence!
'I must have it!' The Barbarian King's eyes locked on the green gem embedded on Kael's forehead. 'I'll cut off that head and make it mine!'
With a sinister grin on his face, he once again clashed with the young man, whom he had just been toying with since their fight began.
Truth be told, Kael's fighting ability was brutally honest. In other words, reading his moves was no different from reading an open book.
Obviously, the young man had very limited experience in killing people, which the Barbarian King had plenty of.
But this time, things were different.
Kael didn't hesitate.
