After the collision, Reagan was propelled more than ten yards backward, coughing out blood.
His entire arm was shattered, causing the Inferno Fury Spear to be hurled away, ultimately leaving him sprawled on the ground, struggling to breathe.
“Are you alright, Your Highness?” Albert quickly advanced, assisting the trembling Dustin.
“I’m fine .” Dustin sensed a rush of blood and vitality coursing through him, his arm tingling, and he struggled to maintain a steady grip on his sword.
Despite Reagan being in critical condition, Dustin couldn’t overlook the potency of his recent forceful attack- it had compelled Dustin to spit out blood.
Fortunately, Reagan’s body had already succumbed to the Deicide Venom. Otherwise, the fight’s outcome might not have been in Dustin’s favor.
Reagan sprawled on the ground and let out a feeble growl. “Why? I refuse to accept defeat!”
His hands clawed into the soil, marking it with deep imprints. His already fierce visage took on an even more menacing look.
“Any last words?” Dustin advanced with the Celestial Blade in hand, gazing down at the defeated Reagan.
Once a prominent figure, Reagan now seemed like a dying elderly-pitiful, miserable, and with a hint of ferocious struggle in the face of impending death.
In the grip of insanity, he bellowed with a feral gaze, “Logan! You despicable scoundrel! If not for your scheming, I wouldn’t have lost. I certainly wouldn’t be in this situation now!
“I refuse to accept this! I will not yield to it even in the face of death!”
Reagan’s adversary was the renowned Rufus, Prince of West Lucozia and the current ruler of the realm.
Surprisingly, Reagan succumbed to defeat against a group of inexperienced youths. This fact proved challenging to acknowledge and intensified his determination not to yield.
“Despicable?” Dustin snorted.
He added, “How ironic that you’re the one saying this! You orchestrated the assassination of my father, sowed discord, and manipulated my uncle into rebellion, plunging West Lucozia into chaos!
“Is there anything more despicable than that?
“Now, with your looming defeat, you dare to speak of high principles. It’s laughable. Besides, I don’t care whether you accept it or not. I only want you dead!”
Upon hearing this, Reagan suddenly burst into maniacal laughter. “Logan, even if you kill me, what does it change? Do you believe you’ve triumphed? It’s nothing but a fantasy!
“The roots of the Dragon Guard run deep, and its members are scattered far and wide. Even after my demise, others will rise to avenge me, wiping out your West Lucozia castle.”
“Your words prompted me to issue a nationwide decree, marking all Dragon Guard members as wanted after your demise.
“Surrendering might save them from a fatal fate, but those who resist will meet a destiny akin to yours,” Dustin said coldly.
“With the vast population on Earth, is it possible to kill them all? As long as there’s even one Dragon Guard member left, there remains a possibility of resurgence.
“I might not survive, but our spirit will endure eternally!” Reagan chuckled heartily.
“Really? Let’s find out if your resilience matches your words.” Then, Dustin raised his sword and swiftly beheaded Reagan.
Even in his demise, Reagan’s countenance displayed a contorted grin and insanity.
Dustin raised Reagan’s head, proclaiming to the sky, “I announce that as of today, the Dragon Guard no longer exists!”
