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.

form a small alliance. They approaching Jack and his company was because they wanted to team up with them and

they mentioned the hunting

raised an eyebrow. A

could ask, Frederick patiently explained, “Those insolent people from second-grade worlds formed a hunting alliance to keep themselves safe. All

us as prey, as animals. Not only are they killing us, but they’re torturing us as well. It’s not like we have any grudges against them, but they’re adamant in

reddened as he spoke, and it was obvious how angry he was with the way he

entirely understanding the entire story. However,

incredibly dangerous. Why don’t you stick with us? We’ll put discussions

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

Jack

themselves up into small groups, and if he

a little. At the very least, everyone else would be able to stall their opponents and buy him some

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