Chapter 1922

Sven drove the dagger into the cave wall. He still could not believe what had just happened. However, the bite marks on his arm were a constant reminder that it was all real. Just now, the old man had clamped his teeth against Sven’s arm. Sven hurriedly pulled the dagger out and drove it in again. However, Sven did not expect the old man to begin aging rapidly the minute his teeth came into contact with his skin. The old man’s body, which had already been skinny to begin with, turned shriveled and finally became a pile of bones that lay scattered across the ground. Sven gazed at the pile of bones before him nervously. Although he had fought on battlegrounds before, the sight still left him shocked and unsure how to proceed. After regaining his senses, he left the dagger where it was and turned to dash toward the mountain’s peak after giving the fire one last look. The bitterly cold northern winds brought about snowflakes that blanketed the land. However, Sven did not fe