"Don't..."
"Don't do it..."
"I'm begging you to spare me! Everything here is yours! They're all yours! I just want you to spare my life!" Maxwell's 9,999 blade slashes had forced Ferris to the point of lying on the ground. His face was pale, his body filled with injuries, and he was half a step into the gates of hell.
Ferris never imagined this.
He had always thought his talent was considered perverse, and he even crafted his own fleshly body into an undying insect. And he managed to cultivate himself to the highest king rank! He had always thought he was quite awesome, but...
But when he placed himself in front of Maxwell, he realised he wasn't such a big deal.
Moreover, Ferris originally thought that he would stand there without moving to allow Maxwell to fully consume his own mana. Once Maxwell's mana was depleted, he would then retaliate to show off his awesome might. But he never imagined that Maxwell's mana was like an endless ocean and didn't show any signs of drying up.
