No 1 Supreme Warrior

It was a withered tree with no signs of life left in it. It was about the height of two humans. The tree was so withered that, just by touching the trunk, layers of dried bark would fall off.

Jack ignored the people behind him. He slowly knelt down, staring right at the tree’s roots. The three of them looked toward where Jack did and did not notice anything strange.

The roots seemed to be just like any other part of the tree. It was unknown how long it had died. The white skin spoke of the ages past. With Jack not having said anything yet, the other three did not dare to Make any careless moves.

The three of them merely stared at where Jack was looking. However, no matter how they looked, they could not find anything strange about it. After kneeling down for a long time, Jack slowly stood up.

eyes had an unusual look to them, “What’s the point of doing

It was still the same endless, blood colored world. There did not seem to be anything special there, nothing that would

frowned and asked, “What’s the point in

saying in a plain tone,” Evil Blood Thunder, I felt a sliver of it on the roots of this tree. It’s the same electricity I felt on Riv’s

corpse, especially the electricity around his chest. Without that as a reference, Jack would not have so accurately noticed the

that tree, probably only as a mark. That was

With Jack’s words,

dark, “What is it that this piece of trash wants?! He definitely has a goal in

top of them, the group

confidence to beat the masked man. Even though Jack was there, their opponents were working together. With only the four of them,

skills were the weakest, and he was the one most

with a plan in their heads. Facing them, we have to be