Chapter 2265: Chapter 2265: Walter Simmons’s Suicide
At this mont, looking at Little Black, Little White, and Little Gold, Walter Simmons’s eyes were filled with a deep intent to kill.
On his body, the vast and majestic Saint Origin was about to erupt, the demonic energy soared into the sky like a giant sword, enveloping his entire person, emitting a cold and fierce aura.
In an instant, Little Black and the others ca to their senses, their expressions changing dramatically.
At this point, they naturally also realized the ’danger’ that was so close!
"Hey! Walter Simmons, you’re Brother Wyatt’s friend, you can’t kill us!"
Feeling the murderous intent rising from Walter Simmons, realizing that Walter might make a lethal move on them at any mont, Little Gold was also panicked and imdiately spoke to Walter Simmons.
Seemingly deeply afraid that Walter didn’t know about their relationship with Wyatt Barnes, and might show no rcy to them!
"Brother Wyatt? Wyatt?"
Upon hearing Little Gold’s words, Walter, whose eyes were ablaze with blood-red light, murmured, and the murderous intent on him paused.
Simultaneously, the blood-red light in his eyes dimd sowhat.
It seed as if the words ’Wyatt’ had so special and magical power.
However, the blood-red light in Walter’s eyes only dimd for a mont before surging again!
The murderous intent on him that had slightly diminished rose once more, even surpassing previous levels!
"Walter! Our Brother Wyatt, nad ’Wyatt Barnes,’ is your friend, haven’t you already forgotten him? Years ago, in the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, at the Holy Martial Academy, you were good friends..."
"Have you forgotten all these?"
Seeing Walter seemingly losing ’reason’ again, Little White hurriedly supplented.
From the situation just now, she could tell:
This Walter still rembered her Brother Wyatt.
Of course, although it seed apparent, her heart was still sowhat uneasy.
Afraid that Walter would really show no rcy...
If Walter truly decided to act on them, even if they transford into their true bodies, they would be unable to escape death!
Now, she only hoped that Walter would tily recall her Brother Wyatt and, for her Brother Wyatt’s sake, spare them.
Otherwise, today might be their doom!
At this mont, both Little White, Little Gold, and Little Black realized Walter seed to have so issues.
At least, when the blood-red light was raging in his eyes, he was completely irrational...
The blood-red-eyed Walter gave the three of them the feeling that he was not like a human but more like a ’Demon Race.’
Moreover, a crazy, irrational type of ’Demon Race’!
Upon hearing Little White’s words to Walter, both Little Gold and Little Black looked at Walter with solemn expressions.
At this ti, they could only pray in their hearts:
Hoping that Walter could rember their Brother Wyatt!
Otherwise, today they might really have to explain themselves here...
At this mont, they all regretted slightly:
If they had known Walter would erge halfway, they wouldn’t have just been playing with that Cow Demon.
Since they could transform into their true bodies, although they couldn’t say for sure they could kill that Cow Demon completely, they would easily manage to escape unscathed from the Cow Demon.
This ti, they had completely lost the ga!
If they could manage to survive today by chance, even if soone beats them to death, they wouldn’t dare to play like this again!
"Wyatt... Wyatt Barnes... Wyatt Barnes... Crimson Heaven Kingdom... Holy Martial Academy..."
Upon hearing Little White’s words, the blood-red light that just raged in Walter’s eyes dimd again.
Moreover, this ti the dimming was fast, and the extent was considerable; after a mont, it almost completely disappeared.
Facts proved Little White’s words were effective.
After the blood-red light faded from his eyes, Walter shook his sowhat dazed head and then looked at the three little guys in front of him, "You... know Wyatt Barnes? You even know Crimson Heaven Kingdom, Holy Martial Academy?"
At this mont, Walter had regained rationality and was normal.
However, he couldn’t recognize Little Gold, Little White, and Little Black.
"He is our Brother Wyatt; of course, we know him!"
Little Gold naturally said, "I’ve heard him talk about you and him... You t at so ’Genius Camp’ in Crimson Heaven Kingdom, right?"
"Genius Camp..."
Upon hearing Little Gold’s words, Walter’s body trembled slightly, and his mories seed to return to those years, those youthful days...
The first ti he t Wyatt Barnes was in the Iron Blood City of the Crimson Heaven Kingdom, within the Iron Blood Army’s camp.
At that ti, they all participated in the Iron Blood Army’s Genius Camp evaluation.
The scene when Wyatt Barnes took action was vivid in his mind:
A youth in purple clothes, moving like a serpent, with his arms swinging like the tail of a fierce python, easily blasted his opponent, passing the assessnt!
"Su..."
Just as Little White prepared to say sothing to Walter, she was suddenly interrupted by Walter.
"No!!"
Walter’s body suddenly trembled, his eyes, which had previously returned to normal, regained the blood-red glow, his face contorted, and he let out a low roar, his teeth clenched, resisting sothing.
"Oh no!!"
Seeing the blood-red glow rising in Walter’s eyes, Little White and the others’ faces changed dramatically.
"I won’t let you succeed again!"
In that fleeting mont of blood-red glow, Walter let out a low, near-roaring shout, the Saint Origin on him roared out like an angry dragon.
Demonic energy surged!
Walter Simmons appeared like a ’Supre Demon God’!
Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!
...
Just as the expressions of Little White and the others changed drastically, Walter raised his hand, and the super sacred artifact ’Traceless Sword’ transford into a sword light, moving around his body, and its speed increased rapidly.
"Co, sword!"
With another low roar from Walter, shadows of swords surrounded his body, eventually forming hundreds of substantial sword lights floating around him without any pattern.
Each of these sword lights emitted a fierce and terrifying aura, intertwined with chilling demonic energy.
At the sa ti, the blood light in Walter’s eyes surged again.
"Even if I die, I, Walter Simmons, will not let you harm Wyatt Barnes’s friends!!"
Suddenly, Walter roared again, then controlled the hundreds of sword lights around his body, directing them to attack himself.
At this mont, he had only one thought:
He absolutely cannot accidentally harm Wyatt Barnes’s friends!
In this world, there are few people Walter cares about.
His master is one, Wyatt Barnes is another.
He had already accidentally killed his master, but he categorically cannot harm Wyatt Barnes’s friends again...
Otherwise, he would never be able to face Wyatt Barnes!
To ask him to kill Wyatt Barnes’s friends?
He’d rather die!
Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing! Shing!
...
Almost at the sa ti Walter’s roar ended, the hundreds of sword lights floating around him seed to receive an irresistible command and transford into a rain of swords, shooting toward himself.
After issuing the command for the sword lights to attack him, the surge of blood light in Walter’s eyes dimd sowhat.
"Hmph!"
In an instant, Walter’s aura changed, as if he had beco a different person.
Simultaneously, the Saint Origin entwined with demonic energy surged rapidly, hastily deploying defensive ans to resist the hundreds of sword lights attacking him.
Unfortunately, because he acted too hastily, his defenses were exceedingly weak.
While he blocked so sword lights, there were still others whose strength was weakened, penetrating his body and leaving him with hideous bloody holes.
Riddled with wounds, none worse than these!
"Ah!!"
This scene startled Little White, her expression drastically changing, unable to help but cry out.
As she gasped, her eyes glistened with tears.
She could naturally see Walter’s ’intention’ behind his actions...
Moreover, because of this, she was moved to tears.
"Walter!!"
As for Little Gold and Little Black, it was only when Walter inflicted such self-harm, leaving himself riddled with wounds, that they realized Walter’s ’intention,’ and tears welled up in their eyes too.
Perhaps the pain from the wounds stimulated Walter, causing the surge of blood light in his eyes to dim slightly.
At that mont, Walter seed to regain so sanity.
"Go!!"
While bleeding profusely, Walter looked at Little White and the others with painful eyes, uttering a low roar as if using his last ounce of strength to tell them to leave.
As soon as he finished speaking, the blood light in his eyes surged again.
A change in aura!
The current Walter seed to have beco a different person, and he no longer abandoned himself. He imdiately applied ans to halt the bleeding from his wounds.
However, the wounds couldn’t heal quickly.
Furthermore, his aura was extrely languid, as though anyone could kill him now!
Severely injured, Walter’s eyes gleaming with blood looked at Little White and the others, ultimately realizing that he might not be able to kill them if he acted. His figure moved, heading into the distance.
Just, due to severe injury, his speed was no longer fast.
"Now... even any random Demon Race mber can probably kill him!"
Little White whispered in worry, then looked at the two companions beside her, her eyes showing a questioning aning.
As if asking their opinion about sothing.
"He’d rather die than harm us... How can we watch him die at the hands of the Demon Race? That’s not my style!"
Little Gold said seriously for once.
"Let’s go!"
As for Little Black, he nonchalantly uttered a word and followed Walter.
The current Walter, even if any one of the three of them took action, they could easily kill him!
The three little fellows reached a unanimous agreent:
Follow Walter, protect Walter!
Wait until Walter’s strength recovers enough to contend with all three of their true forms together; they will then consider leaving Walter...
After all, at that point, staying with Walter will likely result in getting killed by a frenzied Walter!
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