Chapter 241: Final Fight: A Backup?

'His heart,' Nox thought, clenching his dagger tightly. "That's the place I need to attack... and I need to make it as deep as I can if I want this bastard to feel maximum pain, something far more intense."

As he thought about the cruelest way to kill Hendrix, his thoughts briefly drifted back to what had happened five years ago.

Nox's eyes became ablaze as he lunged in again. Though he was expending a lot of MP points to keep Phantom Cloak active, he didn't mind. With movements that almost felt imperceptible, he quickly covered the distance between him and Hendrix. A faint ripple of air announced his position just before the blade of his dagger skimmed Hendrix's arm, leaving a thin bleeding line.

"Curses!" Hendrix sucked in a deep breath through gritted teeth as he felt an intense pain in his arm; his patience was slowly wearing thin. Searᴄh the nôᴠel Fire.nёt website on Google to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Hahahaha! I knew the commander couldn't be defeated so easily," Rab shouted in joy from the sidelines, his previously gloomy face lighting up once more.

The anxiety on Wendy's face was starting to gradually dissipate, as was Nyx's, who slowly unclenched her fist. A rare soft smile appeared on her face as she saw the tables turn in this fight. Even Nathan's confidence was slowly returning.

Meanwhile, the duke's expression darkened more and more, and an aggressive aura poured out from his box. Even from his position, he could sense that Hendrix had really found himself in a tough spot.

...

"Little bastard, I won't let you keep sneaking around!" Hendrix shouted, awkwardly raising his gauntlet high.

"Nice try," Nox smirked, clearly seeing through Hendrix's plan to draw out his location. In that moment, a mischievous plan formed in his mind, and he darted behind Hendrix, saying in a cold voice, "Your trick won't work on me."

A cruel smirk appeared on Hendrix's face as he spun his body with incredible speed, as if he were made of elastic. His gauntlet glowed intensely as he struck forward. "Bastard, you just fell for—"

Whoosh! Whoosh!

Hendrix's fist collided with something; he could feel it, but at the same time, he felt as if he had punched nothing. The feeling was so perplexing that Hendrix didn't even know how to describe it.

Meanwhile, Nox stared at the fist that had passed through his stomach. He executed another flash movement and made another cut—this time across Hendrix's thigh. Hendrix stumbled backward, gritting his teeth as the wound sent a jolt of pain through his body.

Shing!

Another cut was made on his other thigh!

Then another one was made on his chest, spilling blood on Nox's invisible face. A frown appeared on Nox's face as he retrieved his dagger. "It isn't deep enough."

Hendrix's eyes went bloodshot; the pain nearly drove him mad, and his strikes became erratic, throwing punches into empty air as he tried to force Nox out of his invisible state. During their exchanges, Nox attacked Hendrix's chest, but Hendrix seemed to have figured out what he was doing, so he sacrificed his blood to parry the blade's attack.

He could tell Nox was aiming for something by repeatedly attacking him there, and he wouldn't allow him to achieve that.

"Ahhhhhh!!!!!" he shouted in desperation as Nox continued his barrage of slashes. Several thin lines appeared across Hendrix's body like... A huge puddle of blood had accumulated below their feet.

In the audience, Bridget's eyes were wide, completely entranced. A moment later, a bitter expression flickered across her face as she muttered, "It seems I drew my conclusion too early... they both belong in the special class."

As the slashes became even more evident, the spectators leaned forward in their seats, holding their breath. Helen's smile widened. "So this is what he's capable of... with all this blood, I'm sure I could've passed..." Helen's breath hitched slightly as she realized something. "They're both monsters in their own right!"

"Hahahaha, this is such a rare sight." The second brother laughed heartily as he saw the desperation in Hendrix's fighting style. "I never thought I'd see this day."

"Something about the pain he's going through is just so satisfying," the third sister chimed in, but then her eyes flashed with fear. "If Hendrix is in such a condition, does this mean this kid could beat all of us together?"

A cold shiver passed through all the siblings present. Though they were eliminated, deep down they still thought they could defeat him together. But now, witnessing this sight, a seed of doubt was beginning to form in their hearts.

"Damn it, this kid is really going to win!" a lord exclaimed from the VIP area.

"Is this the reason this mad dog was so confident?"

"Oi, old man, what did you give your grandson to make him this strong at such a young age?"

As the others were whispering among themselves, the duke's voice, cold, confident, and ominous, rang out. "It's not over yet."

"Not over yet?" The others were shocked, and one of them couldn't help but exclaim, "Hendrix can hardly stand on his feet! What do you mean it's not over yet?"

"Over?" The duke clicked his tongue in disdain. "I would be crazy to bet everything if I wasn't confident in winning."

At that moment, the duke pointed at the screen. "Look."

Everyone's gaze snapped toward the screen.

Just then, they witnessed Hendrix drop to one knee, his breathing ragged, rain pouring down his mask as he looked around wildly. But Nox was already one step ahead, his Phantom Cloak now deactivated. He positioned himself directly behind Hendrix, his blade ready for one final devastating strike.

The other lords were perplexed. Hendrix was clearly about to lose; what was the duke hoping to show them? Could it be he had become delusional because of the weight of the stakes on the line?

'Though I was aiming for his heart, even his back won't be so bad,' Nox thought as he gripped his dagger tightly, and in one swift movement, he delivered a decisive cut across Hendrix's back.

Staaab!

The impact forced Hendrix to collapse, his gauntlet finally dimming as his strength faded.

The other lords turned to the duke, about to tell him to just give up, but he beat them to it, saying, his voice still as confident as before, "Look closely."

Though reluctant, they looked and...

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