A Man Like None Other

“I don’t think it’s them. Everyone, be careful!” Renault warned, furrowing his brow slightly. Before long, the approaching

footsteps grew louder, mingling with grumbles.

“What in the world is this place? It appears so vibrant with lush greenery and a pleasant environment, yet it curiously lacks

any signs of life. Throughout the journey, not only did we find nothing, but we even lost two of our members!” someone

grumbled.

Hearing that, both Jared and Cloud exchanged a glance. By listening to the voice, they realized that the newcomer was

Zordey. Behind Zordey were at least a dozen individuals.

All of these individuals had been meandering without a clear purpose on the small island before coming together

temporarily. It was due to Zordey’s power and the substantial number of people with him that they naturally gravitated

toward him as their focal point.

“Mr. Zupakie, look ahead!” someone suddenly shouted. “An altar! I can’t believe we found an altar. There must be

something good here!” someone else chimed in excitedly. They attempted to run to the altar, but Zordey stopped them.

this island, but out of the

trap. However, allow me to clarify from the outset

us. Let’s preserve a harmonious

“Of course, Mr. Zupakie.”

we’re a

we’re all together.” While everyone outwardly echoed his

remained shrouded

they were strangers to one another. In this ruthless

sharing of spoils was

valuable. If they turned out

frenzied scramble. Who would be foolish enough to divide their

aware of this, which explained his effort to maintain group cohesion. After

indeed there were any treasures to

calling the shots.

caution, Zordey and the others approached the altar. Initially, they

the verge of collapse at

appears to have been constructed by a certain tribe.

years and is likely depleted,” someone commented, their expression filled

up there to investigate,” a cultivator with a

he spotted the sealing stone. At that instant, the