Chapter 2471

Cyrus, whose mind had been clouded, showed no concern for the lives of those around him. As he controlled the flying dagger in his hand, he sliced through a dozen disciples within moments, cutting them cleanly in half with his indiscriminate strikes. Maxim, though unable to move his body, could still see everything happening around him. At that moment, his face was void of any expression. All that remained was the same feeling he had experienced when his fellow disciples had once left him—pain. Watching as the disciples he had lived with day after day were slaughtered before his eyes, Maxim's heart sank into despair once more. Just then, Cyrus turned and began walking toward Maxim again. Maxim's body trembled uncontrollably. "Lily, Kai, Liana…" In his mind, memories of the good times he shared with them flashed by. When Maxim lifted his head again, all he saw were their cold, lifeless bodies. "This place... is hell," he muttered. Cyrus stood before Maxim, ready to deliver the fin