Zanis Cook's gaze still contained the unquenched flames of evil.
But as his pupils dilated, he had already become a corpse still warm from the lingering heat of life.
In the end, Zanis Cook could not become the Lotus Knight.
Even though in his mind, he had imagined it countless times.
Perhaps his departed soul would ponder why, at the final moment, intruders from the Seventh Route managed to break into the heavily fortified Rat Town.
And what courage Nicholas Pendleton had to carry a hidden weapon box and kill him?
Thump!
Accompanied by the sound of his body hitting the ground.
Now, nothing mattered anymore.
The henchmen from the Seventh Route stood in place, at a loss.
The esteemed young master of the Seventh Route Command was killed in his own home.
If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, they would have thought it was a joke.
"Spare no one!"
Nicholas Pendleton issued the order with rare cruelty.
