Heath introduced himself.

James looked around him.

Many powerhouses around them lay injured, but none were in critical condition. It seemed that Heath had his reasons for not killing them.

“At least you’re smart enough to avoid killing them. No one could’ve saved you today otherwise. Now, get lost,” said James as he made a flourish with his hand. An invincible force rushed forth and struck Heath.

Heath was unable to deflect the attack. He was severely injured by the attack and blown away. Using the inertia of the blow, he quickly retreated away.

“I don’t care who you are, Brat. You’re going to die for interfering.”

Although Heath had long vanished, his furious voice rang through the Supreme Fiend Palace.

James smiled and ignored the threat.

Qusai ignored his excruciating wounds and hobbled up from the ground. He clasped his fists together and said, “Thank you for preserving the future of our race, Sir.”

After showing his gratitude, he looked at Henrik and asked, “Who is this kind man, Henrik?”

Qusai. This is Forty-nine. You don’t have to treat him so stiffly. Just call him Forty-nine. From now onward, he’ll

wanted to hide his identity. Therefore, Henrik intuitively crafted a great excuse for him

address him by his name?!”

him whatever I tell

Qusai did not dare to refuse and

from now onward. If

immediately laughed at him. “Are you joking? Aren’t I the only one who knows you? Who else would have heard

“My name will become renowned

were in the Twelfth Universe. These

were allowed into the Twelfth

thought to himself puzzledly, ‘Forty-nine? What a

laying weakly on the ground. He casually waved his hand, and a miraculous power flowed out of his palm. The power

“Thank you, Sir.”

immediately

“Let’s get some drinks.”

and Qusai’s shoulders

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