No 1 Supreme Warrior

“Who are you?!” bellowed Malcolm, already heavily injured by Jack’s hand.

The pain coming from his soul had him on the brink of collapse. Despite his injuries, however, the burning question that haunted him could no longer be held back, and he screamed at Jack for the answer.

Jack turned to look at Malcolm. At that moment, Malcolm was already hanging at his last thread, and at any moment, he could shut his eyes and pass away.

Would it change the results?” Jack’s tone was light as if he was talking about something

taut as his bloodshot eyes

riled up,

the verge of death. If he died, things would look incredibly grim for Jordan. The consequences needed no further explanation. Even Malcolm had not been able to defeat the guy, let alone Jordan, who had not even entered the spring solidifying realm. Alas, Malcolm completely ignored Jordan’s words as he stared at

even when I’m a ghost!” vowed Malcolm, blood spurting

feeling conflicted about Malcolm. Malcolm had once been his right-hand man… But never

Malcolm in his pathetic state, but that feeling was quickly discarded. He would have been the one who would suffer a terrible fate had Jack not been around.

We’ll leave this place alive! If you die, what’ll happen to me?!” Jordan anxiously clutched Malcolm’s hand At that moment, Malcolm was far

off even if

his last words, his entire body suddenly straightened. His chest stopped heaving, and Jordan went crazy after seeing that. He used all his strength