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That figure looked a lot like Conrad, who had entered the realm earlier. After a few moments, the door opened, and Conrad was dragged out by two stewards.

At that moment, Conrad was no longer brimming with confidence like he had been before. Instead, he looked like a wild dog that had just been violently beaten up. He could not even stand on his own. He sustained quite a number of wounds on his body. Some of them were so deep that the bone beneath was exposed.

He looked like he was in an even worse state than Jameson had been. Conrad was constantly crying out in pain as he was being helped out. Cold sweat riddled his forehead.

At that moment, everyone suddenly heard a cold voice that said, “Just like what I’ve thought, a piece of trash.”

glanced at Conrad before averting his gaze, as if looking at

Forrest’s mood suddenly plummeted. He had thought that Conrad’s would

that Conrad’s words were all just empty hot air. He never had that skill. However, he could not berate Conrad at that moment, or he

if he wanted to tell the world that he was the

was in, Elder Maurice would have been incredibly happy. Conrad had

Maurice had started to worry about

no longer stand it as he

way, the more anxious

not be calmed down with just a word or two. He could

said. These pieces of trash did not even have to enter. It was always just a

he said that, he

been when Conrad walked in. However, Bradley had more of a reason to be confident than