The Great Medical Saint (Matthew)

Chapter 524 Horace could squash Sebastian like a bug with a single finger. The latter was overwhelmed with a sense of helplessness.

Sebastian was holding on through sheer anger. It was a reckless thirst for

revenge, even going as far as murder. Like a deflated balloon, he was completely drained.

With a clang, the scabbard in his hand dropped to the floor as he plunged into despair.

After intimidating Sebastian, Dallas felt a surge of confidence and looked over at Matthew. "And you. Scram! When Horace gets here, you'll regret it."

Regret it? With a flash, Matthew drew the Apex Blade and stabbed it into Dallas' other arm. Then, he abruptly yanked it out, splattering blood everywhere.

Dallas' jaw dropped in astonishment. It was over before he could even feel the pain.

already played his trump card

Horace was a fearsome figure and a general, but Matthew didn't care about his status and struck

cold look. His voice was

fear the blade

on the blade Matthew was wielding. The blade was angeled toward the ground with blood dripping

chills down his spine. He had already taken two hits and was genuinely terrified Matthew might strike again. Overwhelmed by fear, Dallas stumbled two

the Apex Blade around and coldly remarked, "The blade

still so

You

is your relative, but I don't believe

Blade pierced into Dallas' right leg

alone was enough to make anyone feel his suffering. He stagged back a few