As if to make things worse, the spear had pierced through the heart.

“Kuh-huhk…!”

Lee Gun let out a cold laugh as if the spear had found its home. “Idiot! If you’re going to stab someone, you have to do it properly. Why the hell would you stab his stomach?”

That wasn’t all.

Bbah-gahk!

“Kuhak!”

Lee Gun kicked in the reverse direction, sending the Leo Saint flying again.

Boom!

“You dare touch my prey? You want to die?”

“Koo-oohk…!” After taking that kick to the face, the Leo Saint felt like dying. Of all the places to get hit, he had been kicked in the same location where Chun Yooha had kicked him earlier. ‘He did it on purpose!’

“If he has to die, I’m going to be the one to kill him!” Lee Gun put more strength into the spear, which was skewering the Goat Saint. His eyes held no respect for the elder.

Unable to extract the spear from his chest, the Goat Saint just glared at Lee Gun. A normal person would have immediately died from the blow.

“Lee Gun!” In the end, the Goat Saint took in a painful breath.

Lee Gun looked down with contempt in his eyes. “You are a Saint, Sebastian. It’d be a shame if you died so quickly.”

“Koohk…!”

“I’ll ask again.” Lee Gun extracted the spear once again.

Poo-hahk!

“Kuhk!”

He held it as if he were holding a harpoon. “Which bastard told you that I’ll die...