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?”

so stiffly. Just call him Forty-nine. From now onward,

intuitively crafted a

simply address him by his name?!” Qusai shook his head in

said solemnly, “You’ll call him whatever

did not dare to refuse and

“It’s all good. You have my protection from now onward. If anything happens, warn your foes

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

and said, “My name will become

were in the Twelfth Universe. These degenerates would have to be purged from the

were allowed into the Twelfth Universe, but causing

thought to himself puzzledly, ‘Forty-nine? What

waved his hand, and a miraculous power flowed out of his palm. The power poured out like

“Thank you, Sir.”

powerhouses immediately expressed

“Let’s get some drinks.”

and Qusai’s shoulders

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