Winner Takes All

The sound of threat and anger sounded like pressing him to death.

In an instant, there was no turning back for Jack.

He had a severe and cold expression, and he looked extremely grumpy.

The words of the Hun's King, and even the murderous plan to kill the Snow Lion and reverse the order of the events, was broken off.

'What to do?'

'What...to do?'

While thinking, Jack turned to look at the Hun's King.

He looked angry and ferocious and he was bug-eyed.

Just for a moment, Jack's eyes fell on Amanda.

At that moment, that slender figure made Jack's heart race and he felt agitated.

His nose was filled with soreness.

He had bloodshot eyes even became wet.Content is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

"Greedy Wolf..."

At that moment, Cynthia was a wreck, just like a dead body without any force.

That unprecedented frustration was so big that she nearly fainted.

Anyway, she was still strong, and she was determined to see the final result.

Her father's resoluteness killed all her hopes.

She knew well that there was only one possible outcome for that man.

Also the huge plan of cooperation between the tribes would be buried together with that man, and it would shelve again.

Anger, resentment, blame, unwillingness...were filled in her heart.

Cynthia was shrouded by all kinds of emotions, like the sky was overturning the haze.

She could not bear to part with the man in front of her, and resented her father's short sight and poor organization.

Even searching everywhere in the snowy plain, it was impossible to find someone who had the potential to compete with the god of war Zenith Harol. Today Wolf blesses us, the God had sent such an outstanding General to us.

'But because of a few threatening words and in order to defend the honour of the so-called King of the Hun, and then he must be killed.'

'That was ridiculous!'

The so-called King's honour, for Cynthia, was that of the Hun in their heyday thousands of years ago. At that time, the Hun, conquered the whole snowy plain, suppressed all the tribes. The Hun's King of that period really had the so-called King's honour.

Time flew by and, during that long period, the Hun experienced wealth and decline and grew up until today step-by-step. 'What was the King's honour?'

There were also vassal tribes and the tribes challenging the Hun in the snowy plain were not completely absent!

'Just for the ridiculous and self-deceiving honour, was it decided to give up the chance of the Hun to restore their past heyday?'

Cynthia, who was in a daze, stood still for a long while. Exhausted as ever, she leered down at the King of the Hun with a disappointed and empty expression. The Hun's King met Jack's eyes, narrowed his scarlet eyes and shouted, "I...want you to die!"

His voice echoed in the Beast Fighting Cage.

It was extremely determined and overbearing.

As for the crawling guards on the ground, at that time, they didn't dare to look up.

Because everyone knew well that their status of guards didn't give them the right to intervene, and even a glimpse was considered as a sacrilege.

"Heh..."

Jack said with a rueful smile, "I hope you would free Amanda after you saved the King's honour."

After saying that, Jack looked more determined and cold.

His bloodshot eyes, suffused with mist, looked slowly at Cynthia, "I also beg you, be kind with Amanda."

Cynthia clenched her red lips and nodded sadly.

"As long as you are dead, I will keep my word!"

The voice of the Hun's King was harsh, and there was even some impatience in his eyes.

Jack glanced coldly at the Hun's King, looked again at Amanda, and then closed his eyes slowly. He no longer lingered, and slowly turned towards the shivering and agonizing Snow Lion not far away. As he turned, the wind picked up and brushed Jack's hair, and also took away the last trace of nostalgia on his face.

When that horrible wound dripping with blood was displayed in front of Cynthia and the Hun's King, Jack looked at the face of the Snow Lion, who was about to die. He was very calm and didn't even open his eyes, but took another look at the Snow Lion in front of him.

It's easier to die than to live!

Perceiving Jack's deep intent to die, the proud expression of the Hun's King was even more evident and he relaxed again his right hand pinched on Amanda's neck. He just held her and pressed her against the door of the Beast Fighting Cage so that she would not fall.

This also made Amanda, who almost fainted, fill up her lungs with air quickly.

Cynthia staggered back two steps, her face filled with tears, beating her lips firmly. Although there was already some blood, she restrained herself from crying.

In the meantime.

The Snow Lion, who was inside the Beast Fighting Cage, also perceived the intent to die of that formidable prey at that time.

Beasts had always been better than human in terms of smell sensibility.

Sensing the imminent death of Jack, the Snow Lion felt as if the sharp pain in its stomach had been lessened, its teeth bared, its mouth glistened with foul saliva and its eyes glowed with greed and excitement. As a top predator, it knew very well that when a prey showed up the intent to die, that meant it gave up already!

At that moment.

Instead, the Snow Lion took its time and moved its limbs slowly toward Jack.

One reason was that it already considered Jack as fresh meat on the chopping block, and all it had to do was bite and swallow him.

The second reason was that Jack hit it back very hard, it was hurt and felt a sharp pain on its stomach.

A low, ravenous roar echoed through the Beast Fighting Cage.

Because just now Jack and the Snow Lion were on a deadlock entanglement, the Snow Lion's roar had long been a threat to this side of space. It feared all the beasts there and made them silent. "Death...is a really easy thing, living...is the most difficult one!"

Jack murmured and frowned. He could clearly feel the breath of the Snow Lion rushing violently into his nose, and that made him very sick.

But now...there was nothing to worry about.

At last.

In the silence, the Snow Lion landed in front of Jack.

Its towering and strong body made Jack seem very little in front of it.

It looked down at the man in front of it like a victor.

When gazing at him, its eyes became extremely greedy and ferocious.

A second after.

"Roar!"

The Snow Lion suddenly raised its head and let out a violent roar, as to declare its King's supremacy.

Even, it provoked a gust of wind that blew its own white hairs and made them shake majestically.

When the roar of the beast resounded, the eyes of the Snow Lion revealed a fierce expression. Its huge jaws opened up in an imperious manner and, directed to Jack's head from above, swallowed it.

"It's over..."

Jack looked grim.

It seemed that the moment he had waited to die became slower.

The wait was so long that he could feel everything, and he could even suppress the urge to fight back.

The fishy breath was coming above his head, and death was coming...

And yet.

"Sir...I need you!"

Suddenly, as he laid dying, Jack heard Amanda's weak, pleading voice in his ears.

Boom!

That faint voice, when resounded in Jack's ears, seemed to be thunderous.

Suddenly, his heart squeezed sharply.

Pow!

There was a slap sound, and at the same time, Amanda let out a scream.

For a moment, Jack felt a terrible blockage in his chest.

Anger, resentment, hatred...All kinds of emotions were all the way up to his head as if a floodgate was opened up.

The huge mouth of the Snow Lion reached the top of his head for a moment.

Jack's eyes, which had been closed all along, were suddenly raised and opened up.

That sudden change made the Snow Lion's swallowing movement stop instantly.

In the Lion's eyes, there was a rare expression of fear.

It stared at Jack as if its cold eyes had seen a sea of blood and a mountain of corpses...☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐☐