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Jack shook his head, saying seriously, “That would be too dangerous and inefficient. The more time we delay, the more dangerous it will get. We need a better way.”

Rudy got excited at that, ”What way?”

Jack glanced at Rudy, not answering his question.

***

At the valley ten kilometers away was a meeting point for the second-grade world’s warriors. At that meeting point were two warriors with bamboo hats.

They looked incredibly lazy as they chatted. They were disciples from the same clan. The older one on the left was called Manuel Herro, while the one on the right was Marc Loon.

those big shots are thinking. Is there a need to make such a big fuss? We’ve basically been laboring so much because

like this isn’t

sighed helplessly, ”Why do we always end up in difficult things together? You were forced in, but so was

Heartblood, and I would get rewards as well. He made me choose, but isn’t he just threatening me? Did I really have a choice? I just had to lower my head and

need so much Heartblood for? Is it

we can do is listen to them. At least the ones who are dying aren’t warriors from second-grade

We’re not the ones dying anyway. The warriors from the third-grade worlds should just die. It’s better if all of

know what the point of the Heartblood is, but there‘s something I did find out. Those people already decided that they would not let any warriors from third-grade worlds leave this

trash. We don’t have to bother with them at all. There’s an uncrossable gap between second and third-grade worlds. The difference in strength is immense. They would pay a drastic price if they wanted revenge. I don’t think they would

of them got a bit