The Pinnacle Of Life

With that, seven figures appeared in front of the group while the sound of footsteps echoed in the halls. They all wore the same clothes and carried identical swords, just like the Silencing Sword Sect’s dead disciple.

Seeing these people, Butcher’s expressions instantly perked up… He was the one who held them back, giving Channing and the others a chance to escape, including his lover. After fighting for a while, the Silencing Sword Sect members must’ve thought he was dead and chased after the rest.

‘These people are back, but where’s Bunty and the others?’

He started panicking and questioned, “Where are our comrades? What did you do to them?”

The red-haired teen noticed Butcher and was shocked. Being the leader of the sect, he spoke up first. “Holy sh*t! How is this pillock not dead yet?”

“Boss, isn’t it better that he’s alive?” another chimed in. “We need quite a lot of blood from these Wasteland junk. This guy is huge, so we can definitely squeeze a lot of blood out of him… With the rest of those natives, we might just have enough or perhaps a little extra!”

his group were extremely furious. These people treated them as livestock, ready

Alder

Alex

“Look, boss! Those ladies are so fine, they are way hotter

notice them before, but I hope they are really as hot as they look now when we look up close. Are

way justified, as every woman who showed up was beautiful in their own right. Some might even say that they harbored ethereal appearances. Claudia, for instance, looked cold and distant, but this only made her seem extraordinarily elegant as if she were a

curvy and fair. Her appearance gave off the vibe of lightness

absolute beauties as well. One was passionate, sexy, and

‘This is amazing.’

shame to sacrifice

back in the sect, but so many Wasteland natives have come to

well, with his eyes fixed on… Martiny. He was this close to drooling

one. You guys can pick from

was the most beautiful among the group. Not only did she have all the curves in the right places, but her features were also delicate. Her long, fair legs looking as if they had been smeared with butter, she also