"Your name is Julius Reed?"
Saul King lay sprawled in the mud, his eyes full of unwillingness.
"I'm Julius Reed, yeah." Julius Reed thought for a moment. Since this man had been sent by Silvio Reed, pretending to be Silvio himself was no longer realistic.
"Just kill me."
Saul King let out a cold laugh and shut his eyes tight.
Those golden soldiers were already standing at his side, weapons poised, ready to smash down on Saul King at any moment.
Sacrificing half his Telekinesis in exchange for that burst from the Nine Provinces Authority Sword had caused Saul King's cultivation to plunge; he was already on the verge of falling below the Emperor Realm.
And Julius Reed, on the other hand, didn't seem to show the slightest sign of injury.
As one declined and the other rose, Saul King was no fool; he understood he no longer had any chance of winning.
Rather than struggle on in his death throes, it was better to die with some dignity.
"Wait!"
