Three Towers Game-Chapter 954 - 288: God War Finale (Part 2)

But in the same way, Albert's body was also reaching its limits.

"His fists are weakening."

The Arrow of Nothingness is an indefensible arrow because, like selflessness, everything about it is void.

But Albert, like Sagittarius, strikes with a punch that carries the Law of Causality.

Such a fist, even with an intangible target, is enough to hit its mark.

However, hitting the arrow was part of Sagittarius's scheme.

Sagittarius had already begun to draw the seventh arrow.

The seventh arrow: Gluttonous Arrow.

After the opponent loses faith, this arrow is enough to devour them.

Once this arrow is completed, he will become even more powerful.

He swiftly condenses the next arrow instead of preparing for Albert's counterattack, confident that Albert's counterattack will slow.

The Arrow of Nothingness was meant to make the opponent immediately abandon everything.

This seemed very similar to Wenren Mirror and Evelyn's "battle spirit disillusionment."

But it's not on the same level at all.

Albert just felt that, in this instant, countless people were calling out to him.

The current battlefield seemed to no longer matter, even though the powerful Gluttonous Arrow was about to be unleashed, his battle intuition, honed through years of combat, was frantically warning him...

But all of it seemed irrelevant.

One arrow shatters the will, the next devours the flesh.

The sixth and seventh arrows are a series of arrows. This is Sagittarius's true killing move.

The Arrow of Nothingness, at the moment Albert's fist made contact with it... began to bite back at Albert.

Albert's fists gradually lost their power.

The old man who had never been confused before now showed signs of bewilderment in his eyes.

His body, which had always been in an explosive state, finally began to relax.

At this moment, it was as if his brain had two processes: one to wake him up, bringing him into combat mode, and one to forgo combat.

But the latter was evidently stronger, and Albert's fists became no longer firm.

"Headmaster! Wake up!"

Wen Xishu shouted loudly, standing right behind Albert, so he could see it clearly.

The old headmaster had been hit, and was abandoning his defense.

This was undoubtedly fatal; if he didn't rapidly gather his next punch, the Gluttonous Arrow would certainly reverse the battle in an instant.

"Wake up! Headmaster! Wake up!" 𝐟𝕣𝕖𝐞𝐰𝕖𝚋𝐧𝗼𝚟𝐞𝕝.𝗰𝐨𝐦

The always combative old man seemed not to hear, and for the first time, showed signs of confusion.

In his pupils, no longer was there the Sagittarius clad in shattered armor, but instead a reflection of a blood-colored... chapel.

Everything in the chapel was not beautiful; everything was breaking apart, and everyone he had once loved was shattered amid a mutation.

The humiliation of such a parting filled the void swiftly.

When the void suppressed his fighting spirit, the hatred in his heart rekindled the flames of war.

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Ninety years ago, before the apocalypse had descended, everything in the city of Isaac was like the romantic city people remembered.

There were flocks of doves, and men with golden curls playing music on the streets, quintessential Isaac men.

Of course, all of this was extremely distasteful to the young Albert.

If you start out hating this world but eventually change your view to love it...

That must be because you've experienced the most wonderful things on earth.

Albert Napolitano's family was not wealthy during his childhood.

His father was a typical Isaac scoundrel, who once played violin on the streets, claiming he would become a traveling poet, which attracted his mother.

Thus, Albert considered his mother to be… exceedingly shallow as well.

His father was a drunkard and often blamed his mother for giving birth to Albert. How much better would it be if Albert hadn't been born?

If there had been no child, he wouldn't have been forced by family to marry the mother, and he could have wooed more women.

Many women from the East had a near-fanatical view of Isaac City.

Of course, marriage clearly didn't bind Albert's father.

He spent about twenty days a month fooling around outside.

The marriage even benefited him; when he wanted to abandon a woman, he could helplessly say: I love you deeply, but I, unfortunately, have a marriage.

Such a wretched person would also give Albert's mother little handouts every month.

Of course, the generosity of a miser is bound to be clawed back in all sorts of ways.

Albert had also seen Isaac men displaying their machismo — domestic violence.

But Albert had no sympathy for his mother.

He often questioned her discontentedly after his father's departure: Why not fight back? Why not report him?

His mother just felt... it was an extremely difficult thing to do; she couldn't face the gossip around her, nor could she survive alone with a child...

Life presents many choices; some are correct, but correctness often comes with difficulty.

Some are easy, perhaps incorrect, but simply so, and not too wrong it seems.

Under such a family, Albert began to turn rascal as well.

He thought his mother was too afraid of his father. He began to realize that perhaps he too could acquire the machismo of an Isaac man.

Their family was often made a laughingstock, and Albert was often mocked:

"Albert, how many mothers do you actually have?"

This, of course, was a mockery of his father's reputation but also hurt Albert deeply.