No 1 Supreme Warrior

“You’re asking me? I have questions, too. I’m wondering if I’m hallucinating right now. Isn’t it all too absurd?!”

At that moment, the disciples from the Dual Sovereign Pavilion all stood up from their seats. They had heard all of the discussions, but their disciples did not participate, allowing others to say what they wanted.

Luther had told his fellow disciples before entering the slaughter gambit not to say anything no matter what they heard, hence their silence. However, the abrupt turn of events made them unable to retain their composure.

They had seen Luther’s tragic scene, which caused them to panic. They wanted to rush into the isolated space to save Luther. However, they knew very well that it was just a pipe dream.

They could not do anything outside, nor were they able to. They were forced to look on as Luther rolled on the ground and cried out in agony.

At that rate, Luther could die!

Jack isn’t an alchemist! When did alchemists become stronger than us proper warriors?! He’s just been a wolf in sheep’s clothing the

and

in the hearts of the disciples of the Dual Sovereign Pavilion. They wanted to rush into the crowd, pull out whoever had said that Jack was

wanted an explanation as to what was

the viewing area had complicated expressions on their faces. After all, the

that he was the weakest even in the eyes of the caretakers. Furthermore, everything he had said and done before had been far too crazy. Even though Jack viewed everything he had

did not allow their honor and pride to

to think that Jack was just a deranged weakling, yet that weakling had shed

could anyone digest the change

too quick, and they were not

think he’s

that strong. They put most of their time into mastering alchemy, so they should have no time to train at all, so their power should