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Chapter 5412

"Argh!" The Wishing Star Tower was filled with yelling and screaming. Blood cascaded

down the tower, forming a river of blood.

Ambrose reached the top floor despite the ferocious battle. His body was covered in blood,

and he had wounds all over it. Despite this, he did not budge and stood in front of

Heather, guarding and protecting her from harm.

As Heather looked at Ambrose, her heart ached. She endured and restrained herself from

crying. She was aware that no matter how hard she cried, it would not help Ambrose and

might even distract him.

Suddenly, dozens of Sea Dragon Palace elites rushed up the stairs. Ambrose's eyes glowed

with ferocity. He approached his opponents without hesitation. Even though he had

exhausted all his energy, he gritted his teeth and persisted. His most cherished woman

was standing behind him. He could not let himself be beaten so easily.

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After a few rounds, Ambrose used his Tyrant Hammer to defeat dozens of elites. Each of

them rolled down the stairs slowly.

"So satisfying..." Ambrose laughed out loud. Then he looked back and shouted, "Heather,

even if I die today, I won't regret it. This is the fight of my lifetime. Too bad I failed to

protect you." His eyes were filled with resignation.

"Ambrose..." Finally, Heather could not hold her tears in anymore. Her tears streamed

down her face while she said sadly, "You're so silly...”

He had the opportunity to leave the fight earlier, but he insisted on fighting until the end.

Nonetheless, Heather felt an indescribable sense of fulfillment in her heart. If she and

Ambrose could not grow old together, dying together was also worthwhile.

Ambrose had already worn out. He was only using his last breath to keep himself alive at

the time. Then he noticed Heather's gentle and soft eyes. His body was immediately

motivated and filled with boundless fighting spirit.

Later, he used all of his strength and yelled, "The Elysium Gate will never fall. Never stop

fighting. Whoever wants to kill me, just come at me," he said coldly to the elites below.

The Elysium Gate would never fall. Never stop fighting. It had been Elysium Gate's motto

since its inception. It was a belief derived and concluded from the numerous battles they

fought.

When the Sea Dragon Palace elites felt Ambrose's rejuvenated killing spirits, they were

taken aback.

'How can he fight after suffering such severe injuries? Is that the infamous spirit of the

Elysium Gate?'

Despite the shock, many elites exhibited coldness in their eyes. They admired and

respected Ambrose for being a responsible man, but Ambrose offended the Sea Dragon

Palace, and Ambrose's only option was death.

"Charge!" After a few seconds, someone finally reacted and shouted.

Suddenly, the elites yelled in unison, creating a lively momentum as they rushed to the

top to kill Ambrose.

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Ambrose snarled and charged at his opponents, clutching the Tyrant Hammer tightly in his

hands. However, after two rounds, he was unable to continue. His body shivered, and he

eventually knelt on one leg on the ground.

'Heather... I'm sorry... I have done the best I could; I really did.' He clenched his fists so

tightly in despair that his fingernails pierced his palms, and blood slowly dripped. 'No... I

am not ready to admit defeat... I really don't...'

Many elites were on the top floor at the time, encircling Ambrose and Heather.

"No!" Heather cried with tears streaming down her face. She yelled to Forsythe, "Please

don't kill him. I beg you. I'll do anything you want. Please, I beg you, don't kill him!"

Heather thought she was ready to accept their fate, but she adored Ambrose. Only then

did she realize she could not bear the thought of Ambrose dying in front of her.

Forsythe listened to Heather's begging while meditating to recover from his injury. He

sneered. "So you want to coordinate with me now? Don't you think it's a little too late for

that?" His expression sank, and he gave the order. "Execute both of them. Give them no

chance of revival."

The elites did not hesitate and raised their long saber to attack Ambrose and Heather.

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