Chapter 338: I Must've Been Blind to Ever Fall for You!

The Filon Sword sank all the way into Chandler Lyson's chest. His hulking frame shuddered, then collapsed like a giant whose strings had been cut, slamming into the rain-soaked stone. That lone eye still glared at Diego Santee, wide and unblinking, as if hatred could keep him standing. Chandler could not understand it. He had clearly forced his way into the Transcendence Realm. He had clearly seized power that should have crushed anything in his path. So why had he still died by Diego's hand? The...