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Upon seeing this, Arthur felt a surge of intense emotion. He roared and brandished his sword, cutting down the approaching branches one by one.

His eyes turned bloodshot with anger and tension as he rushed toward Rhine without regard for anything else.

However, the branches that had just struck Rhine did not stop despite Arthur's intervention.

While Rhine was still reeling from the pain and fear, they swiftly attacked him again, as if to annihilate him completely.

Arthur roared, trying to wake Rhine with his voice and bring him back from his fear, but no matter how much he shouted, Rhine seemed not to hear him and remained immersed in his own fear, unable to extricate himself.

As the branch was about to strike Rhine again, Arthur felt an unprecedented surge of power within him.

At the critical moment, he seemed to have unleashed the potential within his body, appearing before Rhine in 0.01 seconds with superhuman speed.

Immediately following was the sound of branches colliding with flesh...

Immersed in fear and pain, Rhine felt a chill run through his body. In the chaotic battlefield, he looked up blankly, thinking it was raining.

However, when he opened his eyes, what he saw was not raindrops from the sky, but Arthur's blood. The bright red liquid, like the deepest red rain, dripped onto him.

The sight before him made his heart almost stop beating. He stared wide-eyed at Arthur, who was blocking his way, in disbelief.

The branch had pierced Arthur's chest, the bloody wound like a merciless black hole, devouring his life force. Blood flowed down Arthur's body, staining the ground red.

Rhine felt as if something was blocking his throat. He wanted to call out to Arthur, to ask what was going on, to tell him not to leave, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't make a sound.

With a hole piercing his chest, Arthur felt his life slipping away. His vision began to blur, but when he saw Rhine look up at him, he still managed to force a smile, wanting to use all his strength to tell his brother that even if he was gone, he should try to live on.

However, when he opened his mouth to say these words, blood gushed out like a spring. His throat seemed to be blocked by blood, and he could only move his lips weakly, but could not make any sound.

Arthur's eyes were filled with regret and helplessness; he knew he was about to leave this world.

Looking at Rhine's incredulous and grief-stricken face, Arthur felt a deep sense of guilt.

He knew he was beyond saving.

His entire chest was pierced, and it is estimated that his heart and other internal organs have suffered fatal damage.

Many unfulfilled wishes and promises flashed through Arthur's mind. He hadn't told Rhine about his upcoming marriage to Evelyn, nor had he properly said goodbye to her.

As Eve left today, she was filled with anticipation, waiting for the good news Arthur was about to bring, but it seems that none of that will come to pass.

Arthur was still looking forward to his happy days and building a bright future with Evelyn, but he never expected to die so suddenly. A trace of reluctance appeared in his eyes.

In his final moments, Arthur's mind raced through his entire life like a movie replay.

His early life was filled with challenges and hardships, with seemingly few happy moments. He recalled his upbringing, the pain and struggles, and the days he spent with Rhine.

He experienced once again the scene of his last argument with Rhine. This time, as an observer who was about to leave the world, he seemed to have figured out many things.

Sure enough, those involved are often blinded, while bystanders see things clearly. He had thought that Rhine had suddenly changed his personality, but now it seemed that he had become a completely different person.

He looked at Rhine again, his eyes filled with reluctance and questions.

He wanted to ask Rhine where his good-for-nothing brother had gone.

He wanted to unravel this mystery in the final moments of his life, but time no longer allowed.

Arthur struggled to raise his arm, wanting to stroke Rhine's head one last time, to give him a brother's comfort and blessing.

However, when his arm was raised halfway up, he had exhausted his strength, and his arm fell limply, ultimately failing to complete this simple movement.

A hint of regret flashed in Arthur's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by tranquility.

Rhine watched helplessly as Arthur collapsed beside him, his heart feeling as if it were being gripped tightly by an invisible hand, the pain making it hard to breathe.

He watched as Arthur opened his mouth, seemingly wanting to say some important last words, and as his raised arm finally fell limply to his side, Rhine felt an unprecedented despair.

In silent agony, Rhine screamed, though no sound came out, his heart was howling.

He used his still-functioning left arm to lift Arthur, who was lying on the ground, hoping for a miracle, hoping that Arthur could stand up again and continue to fight alongside him.

However, no matter how hard Rhine tried, no matter how he called out, Arthur in his arms remained motionless. His once vibrant body had become stiff, and his original warmth was gradually fading, growing colder and colder.

At this moment, Rhine's mind was in chaos, but the only thing that remained clear was the phrase that kept repeating: "Arthur is gone."