Chapter 700 The Great War of the South (5)

Zeppelin’s eagerness to fight Dean Young again wasn’t to get back at him for the humiliating defeat from a decade ago. Rather, Zeppelin had spent the past month shut in his villa, practicing his moves with only one aim—to avenge Lilia Gibson’s death. “What happened to Lilia was not what I wanted. After all, she was my wife,” said Dean. Zeppelin smiled bitterly. “It is too late to say anything now. Come, Dean, let us battle to our hearts’ content. Only one of us can live at the end of the night!” He raised his Dragon Blade and charged toward Dean. Dean took a step back and dodged Zeppelin’s assault, causing the Dragon Blade to hit a tree stump right behind him, splitting it in two. It had been a month since they last met, and Zeppelin had gotten stronger. His actions were quicker, more dynamic, and way more lethal. Unsheathing both his swords, Dean said, with a glimmer in his eyes, “You are right, there can only be one survivor tonight!” As blades and swords danced around in the