Chapter 1609

Xayne was sent flying by the punch, his body skidding across the ground for several meters before coming to a halt.

Covered in blood, he struggled to his feet, gripping the blood-stained Ravenclaw dagger. Bent over, he spat out blood, a grim smile playing on his lips. As he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his eyes blazed with rage.

Campress, his muscular frame exposed to the rain, glared furiously at Xayne. His body was covered in scars and wounds.

"Xayne! Surrender now! The outcome is inevitable! Kneel and beg for mercy, and maybe we'll leave your corpse intact!"

"Heh," Xayne scoffed, his eyes crimson with fury as he stared at the four family heads. "As the King of the North, I would never kneel and beg for mercy. Even if I die today, I'll take down two of you with me!"

"You're foolish and stubborn!" Crawford sneered, his eyes flashing with cold intent.

"If you seek death, we will oblige!" Campress's aura turned icy as he responded.

The four surged forward, ready