C996 CHAPTER996 THE ULTIMATE HALF SAINT ENTERED THE ARENA

"No... I don't... Sam Moreels, I'm the young master of the Prevost family... You can't..."

Crack...

While Salem Prevost was rambling, Sam Moreels had already severed one of his hands.

"You'll only lose two hands if you attack on your own."

"If I attack, I'll make you pay with all four limbs," Sam Moreels said, swinging his sword again.

Crack.

Two of Salem's arms fell to the ground