Caesar kept his eyes on Felix the whole time, but the latter was already standing across from him when he heard the voice. It was as if his attack was nothing but a gentle breeze, and all it did was tousle Felix's sleeves feebly.

As Felix boomed, commanding him to kneel, it felt like his very soul was struck, and he couldn't control himself but fell to his knees.

"Give up your arms in respect of the dead!"

Two loud bursts echoed in the air. Caesar didn't even realize it until after an intense pain shot forth from his hands.

To his shock, his arms were blown to pieces. All that was left of them were the stubs at his shoulders.

The blood flowing like an opened faucet at both mangled ends of the stubs was the only thing hinting at the terrible situation that had happened.

"It can't be. This shouldn't have been possible!"

Caesar flew into madness. The Flame Monarch approved of him, and he was one of the Royal Guards. As a Grandmaster Realm fighter, he couldn't believe he couldn