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Chapter 2132 Falcon’s Final Duty

“They’re closing in fast!” Falcon growled, glancing over his shoulder as the monstrous Toad King loomed closer. The creature’s sheer speed and unnatural movements sent a chill down his spine. This was no ordinary opponent–Falcon could tell it was at least SS-level, and even he wasn’t confident he could hold him off.

Turning to the rest, he barked, “Protect Her Holiness! Get her out of here! I’ll hold him back!”

“Falcon! Don’t overdo it–save yourself!” Mackenzie exclaimed, a rare flicker of concern in her voice as she turned to him.

Falcon met her gaze, his expression calm but resolute. Something in his eyes had changed. Gone was the rogue from Dark Night Island; in his place stood a man ready to lay everything on the line.

“Heh… Don’t worry about me, Your Holiness. Rhett trusted me to protect you, and I’ll see it through. Otherwise, how could I ever face him?” Falcon replied with a faint smirk.

Without waiting for a response, he waved them off. “Move! Now!”

Mackenzie and her team hadn’t made it far when an ominous voice boomed from above.

“Well, well, the Saintess of the Holy Trinity… You’ve been running long enough. Your blood, your flesh- they’re mine!”

The Toad King descended like a grotesque nightmare, landing with a sickening thud in the snow. His bloated body and slick, warty skin glistened under the pale light. His long tongue flicked hungrily as he set his sights on Mackenzie.

Falcon didn’t hesitate. With a roar; he launched himself at the Toad King, tackling the monstrous figure to the ground. They rolled through the snow in a violent tangle, Falcon grappling to gain the upper hand.

“Falcon!” Mackenzie turned, horror spreading across her face. She thought, That grotesque Toad King is likely covered in poison–how could Falcon be so reckless and bold to fight him head–on like this?

Falcon didn’t look back. He locked his legs around the Toad King’s massive body, hands gripping his neck to snap it. “Toad King of the Five Poison Sect, huh? You think you can take her? Not a chance, you ugly freak! Taking you down will be my gift to the team!”

For a moment, it looked like he might succeed, but Falcon’s expression suddenly shifted–something wasn’t right.

Even Mackenzie felt it, her instincts alerting her, prompting her to ask the others for assistance.

“Retreat! Get out of here–Now! This thing isn’t human Falcon bellowed, panic creeping into his voice.

This guy’s–skeleton… it’s all wrong, Falcon realized, his mind racing. He doesn’t have 206 bones like a normal person–his joints are far fewer, almost unnatural!

His suspicions were confirmed when the Toad King’s head twisted grotesquely, turning nearly backward with an cerie crack. The creature grinned, his voice dripping with mockery. “You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that. Except my mom, no one’s ever dared lay a hand on me and lived to tell about it.”

The Toad King spat a glob of green saliva at Falcon. It slattered across his face, and Falcon’s lock

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“Falcon!” Mackenzie cried, her voice breaking.

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“Go! Don’t let this be for nothing!” Falcon roared, his words barely coherent through the torment. His face melted into raw, exposed flesh. Yet even in unbearable pain, he refused to let go.

Mackenzie clenched her jaw, tears stinging her eyes. “Retreat now!” she commanded, forcing her team to pull back.

She wasn’t being heartless–hesitating now would only make Falcon’s sacrifice meaningless. The best way to honor his bravery was to ensure they escaped while they still could.

The Wolf Warriors quickly realized the terrifying truth—the Toad King was far more dangerous than Aora. Snapping back to reality, they rallied to protect Mackenzie, covering her retreat.

Meanwhile, the Five Poison Sect cultists continued to swarm the battlefield, their numbers growing relentlessly. The Wolf Warrior Unit, already hopelessly outnumbered, began to crumble under the relentless assault of the Toad King and the waves of poisonous toads.

“You’re not going to escape, Saintess! You’ll be my feast soon!” the Toad King bellowed, his grotesque form lunging forward to strike.

Just as he was about to reach Mackenzie, Falcon charged from the side, his half–decayed face, contorted with pain yet burning with determination, was a haunting sight. Summoning every last bit of his strength, he hurled himself at the Toad King, grappling with the monstrous figure and holding him back with sheer willpower.

The Toad King growled, enraged by Falcon’s persistence. “You stubborn fool! Do you really think you can stop me?”

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embling but defiant “I’m no fool. I’m Titan Falcon–one of the Four

Summoning the last of his strength, Falcon tightened his grip, trying to crush the Toad King’s body. For a brief moment, the creature flinched in pain.

Yet then, his bloated stomach swelled unnaturally, breaking free of Falcon’s hold.

“Enough!” the Toad King snarled, unwilling to let this chance slip away–he knew there wouldn’t be

another opportunity to capture Mackenzie. With a ferocious roar, he de a brutal punch into Falcon’s

abdomen.

The impact was devastating. Blood burst from Falcon’s mouth as his body crumpled to the ground. His rotting eyelids fluttered weakly, barely lifting, but a faint, defiant smile tugged at his lips.

He whispered weakly, “Rhett… I’m sorry. I did my best. This is as far as I go… I should’ve been like Xan… I’ve disgraced the name of the Ophanim Clan.”

*D*mn it! Still muttering in a situation like this?” The Toad King shoved Falcon’s broken body aside, but even in death, Falcon’s legs had tangled around him, delaying him just a little longer.

Though Mackenzie hadn’t witnessed Falcon’s final moments with her own eyes, the weight of his sacrifice pressed heavily on her heart. She knew he wouldn’t have survived. Tears welled up and fell silently to the frozen ground, nearly turning to ice upon impact.

For the first time, she truly felt the raw pain of war,

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This is just a battle involving hundreds–maybe thousands of people, and it’s already unbearable. Her thoughts swirled as her chest tightened. How much suffering did Emmanuel endure in his past wars? How many lives were lost? What will it take to build a world, a nation, where wars no longer exist?

A thousand questions raced through her mind, unanswered and relentless,

Suddenly, Ironskull’s panicked voice broke through her thoughts. “Your Holiness! Stop–there’s a cliff ahead!”

The group skidded to a halt, staring at the sheer drop before them. Behind them, the Toad King and his cultists were closing in, their sinister laughter filling the air.

To make matters worse, the sound of gunfire from the Wolf Warrior Unit was fading–their ammunition was nearly spent. With no useful weapons left to defend themselves, all they had were their bare hands and sheer determination.

“You’ve got nowhere left to run. You’re mine now,” the Toad King jeered, his long tongue flicking greedily.

To the Five Poison Sect, whose dark history was deeply intertwined with the Holy Trinity, a Saintess was more than a prize–she was a feast. The chance to consume her flesh and blood, a symbol of purity and power, was a dream they could hardly resist. Now, Mackenzie stood right in front of him, helpless and within his grasp.

Mackenzie’s heart pounded in her chest, her mind spinning as she searched desperately for options. I’m not afraid of dying… but the team is still here. They’ve fought to protect me, to keep me safe. I can’t let their sacrifices be in vain. What do I do?

Just then, a thundering voice echoed through the sky.

“Anyone who dares to harm Her Holiness will the wrath of the Holy Guardian!”

A crimson blur shot through the air, crashing into the ground with an explosive force that sent the Toad King’s cultists flying. Their screams of pain filled the battlefield as they were knocked aside like ragdolls.

“Rhett!”

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“The King of Dark Night Island is here Her Holiness!”

The Wolf Warriors‘ faces lit up with renewed hope as Rhett appeared, his crimson cloak whipping through the air like a blazing storm. His presence was undeniable–a force that demanded attention.

They knew it the moment they saw him–their king had arrived, and the chance to turn the tide of the battle came with him.

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