The Great Medical Saint novel Chapter 524

Horace could squash Sebastian like a bug with a single finger. The latter was overwhelmed with a sense of helplessness.

Sebastian was holding on through sheer anger. It was a reckless thirst for revenge, even going as far as murder. Like a deflated balloon, he was completely drained.

With a clang, the scabbard in his hand dropped to the floor as he plunged into despair.

After intimidating Sebastian, Dallas felt a surge of confidence and looked over at Matthew. "And you. Scram! When Horace gets here, you'll regret it."

Regret it? With a flash, Matthew drew the Apex Blade and stabbed it into Dallas' other arm. Then, he abruptly yanked it out, splattering blood everywhere.

Dallas' jaw dropped in astonishment. It was over before he could even feel the pain.

"Aren't you afraid of Horace?" He was utterly baffled. He had already played his trump card and mentioned Horace's name. Why would Matthew still dare to hurt him?

Sebastian snapped out of it, gaping at Matthew in shock. His jaw dropped for a long time. Horace was a fearsome figure and a general, but Matthew didn't care about his status and struck without hesitation.

Faced with Dallas' question, Matthew sported a cold look. His voice was filled with a palpable murderous intent.

"Do you fear the blade I'm holding?"

Dallas fixed his gaze on the blade Matthew was wielding. The blade was angeled toward the ground with blood dripping steadily from it. Every drop of it came from his body.