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. They looked at each other

to leave the battlefield to recuperate. Resuming their battle would only result

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

only formed a group because they knew each other and were from the same clan. The three of them were above average among warriors from third-grade worlds, or they would not be in the deepest parts of the

struck by a beast. An intense explosion rendered one of them heavily injured, while the other two suffered

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 from their clan,

injured arm. His eyes were looking right at the

three of them knew each other. After spending much time around each other, they knew of their tendencies. He immediately knew what Calruz

said, “Can you stop worrying?! How many people do you think are thinking the same thing here? Do you think there’s no one