No 1 Supreme Warrior

At that moment, footsteps were heard coming from afar, and Jack, Rudy, and Alfred jumped at the sound alertly.

Jack frowned as he looked in the direction of these footsteps, but before they could see clearly, someone shouted out, “Don’t be alarmed! The four of us are from third-grade worlds.”

At that moment, a genial-looking man in gray robes came out with three warriors from third-grade worlds behind him.

The group walked toward Jack gingerly.

Jack stared at the person for a good while before nodding at him. After the four of them walked over, they greeted each other before revealing their origins.

Their group had been temporarily formed. The one who first walked was called Frederick Gaunt from the Lycan Continent, a third-grade world. The three behind him were Len Davis and Trent Walker from Chaos Continent, as well as Conor Rice from White Marsh Continent.

They approaching Jack and his company was because they wanted

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an eyebrow. A

ask, Frederick patiently explained, “Those insolent people from second-grade worlds formed a hunting alliance to keep themselves safe. All of them split up into smaller teams to kill

us as well. It’s not like we have any grudges against them,

spoke, and it was obvious how angry

understanding the entire story. However, he did

saluted Jack again. “Moving alone is incredibly dangerous. Why don’t you stick with us? We’ll put discussions about rewards aside for

the slaughter game. He probably never thought of how sick in the

the situation, Jack gave them

and if he fought them alone, he might put himself

reduce the casualty, even if only by a little. At the very least, everyone else would be able to stall their