Man With Super Medical Skill (Matthew) novel Chapter 3128

At that moment, Matthew's eyes were bloodshot, and a whisper had been constantly ringing in his ears.

Kill him, and you won't have to be troubled… Kill him, Matthew… Kill him…

The constant murmur stirred Matthew's emotions, and Enzo's earlier words echoed in his mind.

'Were you prematurely pulled from your mother's womb… Were you prematurely pulled out… Were you premature…'

"Shut up!"

Matthew's spiritual power erupted like a vast ocean, temporarily suppressing Ghost Mask.

Enzo staggered backward several steps, his eyes filled with shock. Hasn't Larson just recently broken through to the Grandmaster level? How could he possess such immense spiritual power?!

Matthew looked at the Montiria soldiers before him, slicing through them with ease, one after another, heading straight for Enzo.

Enzo, wielding Silversting, covered it with spiritual power. The once flimsy blade instantly stiffened. "Die, Larson!" Enzo's eyes were filled with madness as he swung Silversting at Matthew, who sidestepped his strike and immediately swung Bloodreaper at him.

Enzo's Flexsteel Armor barely withstood the blow, creating a small crack. He stared in disbelief at his armor. These were heirlooms passed down through countless generations in his family, and now Matthew had managed to slice through the armor.

Matthew didn't immediately pursue Enzo but looked around the battlefield, which resembled a purgatory of carnage, with growing agitation. The ground was transformed into a red mire from the blood, and the air was thick with the smell of iron. The strong smell of iron made Matthew uncomfortable, while the Ghost Mask on his face exuded a sense of pleasure. To him, the scene of hell was almost like paradise.

"Enzo, is the Night Vine really worth all of this?"

Enzo, covered in blood and glaring fiercely at Matthew as if ready to attack at any moment, was momentarily stunned. A smile appeared in his eyes, and then he burst into laughter. "Matthew, I… hahaha… I never expected you to ask such a naive and foolish question."

Then, his expression turned cold, and his tone was filled with murder.

"If it weren't for you, I wouldn't have suffered such tremendous losses, nor would I be standing here. In fact, I might even be enjoying life on my turf right now. The Night Vine might be a curse to you, but to us, it has long been a hope for survival!"