PFFT!
The longspear plunged into Tarrenno's throat without hesitation.
Tarrenno's face was a mask of astonishment. He gripped the spearhead tightly with both hands as blood streamed from his throat.
He held this pose for seven or eight seconds. Fang Zhen could feel the strength gradually leaving Tarrenno's grip on the spear.
An unwilling expression on his face, Tarrenno's body swayed and then collapsed to the ground.
Fang Zhen frowned, looking down at the lifeless body of Tarrenno.
He could sense no aura, no signs of life.
Tarrenno, a Duke of the Kingdom, had died just like that, right before Fang Zhen's eyes.
Fang Zhen looked at Tarrenno's corpse, silent. 'He didn't transform... So he wasn't the Demon Duke?'
Every soldier present had witnessed him run Tarrenno through.
Even those who were not politically astute felt an indescribable emotion at that moment.
The common soldiers also sensed the gravity of the situation.
Fang Zhen had actually killed a Duke of the Kingdom!
