No 1 Supreme Warrior

The masked man and his lackeys were all incredibly familiar with the ones at the helm.

There they were: Jack, Graham and Benjamin, all standing upright in front of them.

Jack seemed rather laid-back as he gazed at them nonchalantly, unperturbed.

On the other hand, Graham and Benjamin’s eyes were filled with rage, and the scene stunned the masked man. It was not just him, though-the others were all stunned as well.

They were just on a ridicule-train, bashing on these men, so sure that they would still be in the outer areas. All that, and they suddenly popped right into the scene!

is that possible? How could they be here?! Shouldn’t they be at

they should have wasted a very long time gathering everyone up. Furthermore, the large number of fiends they would have had

still made

the eight-tailed snake and did not even have the chance to rest before Jack

conflict felt by the masked men and his lackeys. He merely turned his head and set his gaze on the

snake from

demonic snake had never appeared on the Hestia Continent before; it existed in a second -ranked world. A mature eight-tailed demonic state could reach up to the spring solidifying realm in power. Those they were

a little dark. Just as he was thinking of how he would deal with the eight-tailed

are enough

stiffened as he added, “Jack noticed the marks you’ve left a long

his voice with his true energy, not wanting the opposing group

his life. There he was, pleased with himself just moments ago, yet his pride

he had felt was perfect had been

that tormented him. He wanted nothing more than to rip Jack