Corpses had fallen in front of them. And they belonged to none other than the Chun siblings and the disciples of the Sagittarius temple!

A shocked Hugo looked toward the sky. He saw a familiar face there.

“You…!”

[I never expected you to leave like that.]

“…!!”

Wind was there, and he didn’t look like his normal self. All the skin on his body was peeled, and his face was incredibly damaged.

Hugo was surprised, but Lee Gun merely raised his eyebrow. The marks all around Wind’s body made it look as if his body parts had been stitched together.

“What the hell? Why does he look like Frankenstein?”

“When I left, I killed him by chopping him into pieces!” Hugo seemed to be telling the truth.

Wind’s expression was that of someone who had been betrayed. He glared at Hugo.

[In the end, that was your choice? I never expected you to ruthlessly chop up your only sibling.]

Sibling, my ass! Hugo ground his teeth. He immediately realized what was going on. The gods had appeared alongside the monarchs. What else could this imply?

“Damn it! I was close...