Such a simple statement stunned both Morton and Gerald, their faces slammed with disbelief, and their mouths hung wide open.

Morton laughed dryly, even musing to himself that Brook might have lost his mind. Why else would Brook have said such impractical things? Jack and Wesley had already finished their wager battle, and Jack…defeated Wesley? What nonsense these were!

Despite that, the weird glances they were receiving subconsciously stopped Morton just as he was about to refute.

are you talking about? How can Jack defeat Wesley?” His expression darkened as he got a hint of something from what he said,

what Brook had said. None of them refuted his claim, however,

have realized that something was

They finally understood the error in their words. Morton breathed heavily as he was obviously stimulated by what happened. “Impossible! How can you be so strong? This is impossible—no way

Wesley has been carried away?

carried off to, either. However, the others knew that Wesley

of Elder Sayer’s elder council with his eyes closed and his face pale. Elder Sayer stretched out his hand to

already fallen to the ground, badly wounded, and

and if they looked carefully, they would discover that a layer of grayish-black mist floated above Elder Sayer’s right hand. If Jack was in the room, he would recognize

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