He was truly scared; Marshall Morgan was genuinely trying to kill him.
Audacious beyond belief.
"Die!"
Killing intent flashed in Marshall Morgan's eyes. A long spear appeared in his hand, transforming into a bolt of lightning, tearing through the air with powerful Qi, stabbing towards Connor Adler.
"Ah! No, no, save me!"
Connor Adler was terrified to the point of hysteria, his body trembling like trembling jelly, screaming hysterically.
The screams were so miserable, he was almost about to cry.
Buzz!
At this moment, a scorching ripple flashed by, and the spear aura launched by Marshall Morgan unexpectedly disappeared.
It vanished without causing any vibrations.
A tall figure appeared on the battlefield platform; it was the middle-aged protector.
"Marshall Morgan, rules must not be broken. If you break them and kill him now, it will be difficult to join the Aethelgard Divine Guard. You must prioritize!"
Said the middle-aged protector.
