Guzman would not be able to take it even if a warrior from a second-grade world said that, let alone someone from a third-grade world. His hands trembled as he sentenced Jack to death in his mind.

Jack was amused by how angry Guzman looked.

He did not continue wasting time. He formed seal after seal with his hands, and ninety Soul Swords condensed in front of him. The gray Soul Swords were neatly lined in front of Jack, emitting a dim energy.

When Guzman saw that, he was surprised.

He scoffed, “So you’re a soul attribute warrior. Do you think you’re worthy of using it?”

chakram, and blood-red runes started to surface around it, slowly covering the glow in red. It was as if he had dipped the chakram into a pool of

suddenly

soul attribute techniques because Guzman was using one too.

Jack was only from a third-grade world, not worthy of

you’ll find out soon what being tortured is like. You’ll regret everything you said

that, an incredibly monstrous energy came out from the blood-red

distort in the air. It was so dense that it looked terrifying. They seemed to be mutually absorbing each

feel dense soul energy coming from those locusts. His expression did not change as

Jack’s calm expression. He hated people

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