Zhang Kuang is dead?
Dong Huaiming's pupils constricted as he looked towards the sound, discovering that the black-haired, black-eyed leader of the rebellion was pierced with over ten crossbow arrows, his entire body was covered in blood.
Beside him laid heaps of bodies like small mountains.
The wounds on these bodies were of various kinds, and the ones closest to Zhang Kuang were shot into looking like hedgehogs.
From a normal human's perspective, the injuries Zhang Kuang sustained were already fatal.
Although Zhang Kuang was still battling on the field, his death seemed inevitable.
At least Dong Huaiming had never heard of any divine healer in the Chaos Star Domain who could treat such severe injuries.
"How is this possible!"
Dong Huaiming's mind went blank, as he tightly clenched the firearm in his hand: "He hasn't forged a second-generation Demon, hasn't left any legacy, hasn't given his title to anyone..."
"He should not die."
"At least... he should not die now!"
