Chapter 989

Dustin felt his chest collapse. He was thrown high into the air before crashing heavily onto the ground.

He spat out a third mouthful of blood that landed in a splat far from him. It was a horrifying sight.

"Sir!" Abigail screamed. Her eyes reddened, her face full of grief and anger.

She wanted to rush forward, but Azalea held her tight. So, she could only watch as Dustin suffered.

"One more step … just one more step … Natasha is still waiting for me. I can't fall now!" After collecting himself, Dustin clenched his teeth.

Swaying unsteadily, he forced his battered body to stand upright. He was trembling and weak.

He was like a flickering candle that would go out at any moment.

"Sir, just give up! Let's give up the Shadowbloom. If you continue like this, you will die!" Abigail was anxious as tears started flowing.

She could tell that Dustin was already at his limit. Another strike, and he would be dead.

Drip, drip, drip …

Dustin remained determined. He straightened

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