No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Guzman’s hands quickly moved, and countless seals formed between his fingers. The seals quickly fused into the locusts.

The moment they fused with the seals, the locusts let out a radiant red glow. It caused the whole place to be enveloped in that red light, looking like they were in hell.

The red locusts quickly charged right at Jack.

Guzman coldly looked on as everything unfold. There was a smirk on his lips as he thought about Jack’s demise. In the next second, countless locusts surrounded Jack, who still stood in place.

Seeing that, Guzman scoffed and said, “I’ve never seen someone who wants to die as much as you do. The technique I’m using, the Blood Curse is a lower ultimate god rank technique. There’s no way useless trash like you have ever touched a technique of this level.”

“How would you know how strong it is? Brat, when you’re in hell, don’t blame me. Blame yourself for being ignorant of how strong second-grade worlds are!”

he said that, he heard

locusts were. After that, a stinging sound was heard coming from where the locusts were, sounding like red-hot

into water after being touched by

the locusts had

any threat. The locusts all turned into blood-red vapor, causing a mist to form around the

see anything at that moment. He was just full of disbelief. He could not believe

Guzman heard a gust of wind. In his years of experience,

heard, and when Guzman looked over, he saw a gray slash go past where he had just been. It was incredibly quick, and all he saw was an afterimage before the place he had been earlier turned into a deep crater after a

Guzman broke out in cold sweat