“Argh—”

Uriah let out a scream of agony!

Pablo had somehow made an opening in his neck, and was ripping the skin slowly off his face!

Uriah hurled the bell in his hand at Pablo, pressing it firmly against Pablo’s body!

Yet the next second, Pablo gripped the bell in his hand!

Pablo took the bell away without breaking a sweat, studying it carefully.

“You killed me, but you’re trying to ward me off with my own creation.” Pablo smirked. “Uriah, didn’t you want to outshine me? What, you couldn’t even make your own bell, still using the one I gave to you?”

“You really… you really do disgust me.”

Pablo’s gaze darkened, and the bell in his hands turned to dust ast once!

Uriah was trembling from head to toe. This bell was a national treasure, and the only people in the kingdom who had one were him and the emperor… but now Pablo had just crushed it so easily!

What… what had he turned into…!

Before Uriah could have a second thought, he was flung into the air!

Thump—

A shelf was knocked to the floor, the vase on it shattering as well.

The sage powder in the vase was emptied all over the floor.

Uriah grabbed a handful of it, throwing it

flailing about as he hurled handful after handful of

going to

you, I’ll

as it hit the air, like the bloody fog that had come out of Nana’s head when

silent, and the pale figure

chest heaved heavily. His eyes were wide as he looked in

the burning pain from his face got to him. He got to his feet trembling, taking a look at his face

that half his face had been torn off, dripping with blood. The other half was not much better

“Argh…”

to touch himself. The pain

Pablo’s voice rang

as he widened his

mirror, Pablo leaned forward right next to him. “Nana was in a lot more pain when you chopped her head off. Reuben was in a lot more pain when you drove

found that he

want to know why I’m

of a stupid

I going to enter your house if I’d just died so

household. There was a guard amulet on

here. Would it make sense for Pablo to be afraid of a little

slowly, this time

what the past ten years have been like for me? I spend every waking hour thinking

in the mirror. “But now I think I don’t want

to toe. “Yes, yes, Pablo. We’re brothers, you can’t do

I meant, I’d be going easy on you if I just did that

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