Chapter 707

The man was in shock for a while, before letting out a loud laugh. "He's dead. You're all dead now! The Scepter of Death's mine, ha!" He dashed towards the throne, picking up the scepter gleefully. The next second, he threw it at Lily coldly. "You'd better hold on to it and keep a close eye on that thing." The deathly aura that the scepter emitted would attack the soul of whoever held it, and the man could hardly withstand it. Only Lily was immune to this, seeing as she did not have a soul. She took the scepter from the man obediently, limping to the side as she looked sadly at Wilbur's body on the ground. Just then, the man laughed loudly at Isabella and Ryder. "You guys were pretty cocky just now, weren't you? What changed, huh?" Isabella helped Wilbur's body up slightly, roaring at the man, "How could you do this to him? He saved your life!" "I didn't ask him to save me, did I?" the man asked coldly. "Anyone who tries to get their hands on the Scepter of Death is a