From beginning to end, Red Dog's opponent has always been Lebius. As for Bologue, he never took him to heart.
The Immovable Sword sliced through Lebius's armor and embedded itself into his body, piercing through most of his chest.
Bologue watched as Lebius was hit and then fell like a leaf, submerged in a pool of blood, while Red Dog panted heavily, then burst into laughter.
"I still won, didn't I!"
Red Dog raised his sword, cheering loudly.
The fallen Lebius stood up again, and the laughter came to an abrupt halt.
Looking at the bloody Lebius, Red Dog was a bit confused. He asked, "Do you want to win so much too?"
Red Dog knew it wasn't Lebius who stood up, but the Wolf Spirit.
Lebius's flesh had already reached its limit; he was entirely relying on the Wolf Spirit to drive his body.
A hoarse voice sounded.
"What else, Red Dog?"
Lebius took off his helmet; it was too suffocating for him, and a large amount of blood poured out.
