Death meant compensation for their families, while desertion meant death to them and their families.

Sensing the change in attitude among the black-clad men, Frank did not hold back as he charged his Five-Peat Archaeus, his Birthright rank might overwhelming them.

It was a headache now that they were suddenly fearless even in death, especially since some were vigor-wielding elites.

A group around ten would be no issue, but even he was hard-pressed against dozens, even hundreds—not even a lion could stand against a horde of hyenas alone.

Seeing that Frank was a little overwhelmed, Aion's granddaughter cried, "Help him, Grandpa!" Aion, however, stood his ground.

He appeared troubled and was clearly not intent to get involved.

If Frank won, he and his granddaughter must come up with something to appease the last apprentice of Mystic Sky Sect.

And there was still a chance he would kill them so that they would not tell on him

things would not bode well for them if Sage Lake Sect won either,

Aion's granddaughter snapped

form wielded martial arts that

palm technique, she unleashed a

was clearly more than

"Stop it, brat!"

Aion was absolutely petrified.

if something happened to his granddaughter because she was blundering

joined the

watching as Frank sent more black-clad men flying

her father in confusion. "Dad,

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