With a glance, Adrian sensed a mysterious and unfathomable power within the knife. Though not overt, he clearly recognized it. He understood that this knife harbored the ability to consume his soul and reduce it to nothingness.

‘How ruthless,’ Adrian thought, easily discerning the burly leader’s intentions. It was a straightforward plan: to obliterate him and leave no trace of his soul behind. It was clear that the Netherites feared him greatly. Why else would they resort to such extreme measures?

"Fine. If I take my own life with this knife, you'll spare them?" Adrian's tone was solemn as he stepped forward and accepted the knife.

"Don't worry, I keep my promises.” The burly leader grinned.

By now, some of the prisoners were sobbing uncontrollably. Despite their brief acquaintance with Adrian, they held him in high regard, recognizing his loyalty and integrity. Given the current circumstances, their hearts couldn't help but ache.

Adrian cast a final glance at Nathaniel and the ot