No 1 Supreme Warrior

Since it was quite far away, Rudy could not see what was happening. He could just vaguely make out that those who were at the corners did not look to be in a good condition.

Some of them were clutching their arms, and some of them had their legs bandaged, too. They were probably warriors who, though injured, had survived, forced to tend to their wounds on the fringes of the battle.

Jack saw it as well. He frowned as his eyes roamed the area, looking like he was planning something important.

Rudy had just been about to ask Jack what he was thinking when Jack raised his hand and said, “Follow me there. Make sure you stay behind me. No matter what happens, don’t leave my side!”

Rudy nodded. At the northwestern corner of the battle, two groups of warriors were gathered.

distance between them, since they were from second-grade and third-grade worlds respectively.

the battlefield to recuperate. Resuming their

were all from the same clan and had supported each other the whole way. They were closely tied, but they did not get along that

of them were above average among warriors from third-grade worlds, or they would not be in the deepest parts of the

beast. An intense explosion rendered one of them heavily injured, while

with the worst injuries was called Olesm, the youngest disciple among them. The strongest one among the three of them was the strongest chosen disciple

arm. His eyes were looking right at the battlefield, and countless thoughts

much time around each other, they knew of their tendencies. He immediately knew what

“Can you stop worrying?! How many people do you think are thinking the same thing here? Do you think there’s no one else who’d want to pick up scraps? It’ll just lead to another intense battle. Those of them at the top aren’t idiots