Chapter 1944

"Worthless—just like I had expected," Javier spoke again. Azrael looked up. Javier was standing right before him and staring down at him with contempt. Subsequently, Javier kicked him in the stomach. Javier's feet collided with Azrael's body with a thud. Azrael could feel his stomach churning and twisting into itself. It felt like his guts were about to break apart. His heavy body was launched into the air. He knocked over a couple of trees before eventually falling onto the ground. Azrael instantly coughed up a huge amount of blood. He struggled to pick himself up from the floor. His entire body felt weak. He couldn't muster up any strength. That old bastard was incredibly strong! "You're so weak. Why did Ted send you to guard the place? Is he trying to get you killed?" Javier asked condescendingly. Then, he tucked his hands behind his back and slowly walked forward. Staring at the rest of the crowd, he yelled arrogantly, "Come at me all at once—I like to be efficient." Javi