No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Jack raised an eyebrow and turned to look at Rudy, “Normally, I’d torture him with the exact method that he threatened to do to me. It’s just a pity that I’m short on time. I don’t really know how much I can earn. Every second I waste might be five million spirit crystals less.”

Right after he said that, he pointed forward, and the blade pushed forward.

Guzman let out a final cry of agony before his body stopped moving.

Jack said, ”You’re lucky…”

He did not bother sparing the corpse another glance as he brought Rudy forward.

The two of them had walked for some time when Rudy finally broke the silence. “Do you have any plans? I feel like you’re definitely going to aim for the top three standings, but the top three standings don’t care about your skill. It’s down to how many people you kill. Should we figure out a plan to find even more targets?”

Jack turned to look at Rudy.

I have a

it in a carefree manner, but it

wanting to see who the next unlucky

in the slaughter game. Only tragedy awaited anyone who would dare to challenge

about it,

looked toward the source of the sound. They saw

the two of them got, the more Jack could make out what they looked like. The person in front was a handsome man in dark red robes.

pale expression

he was being tortured by the injuries. Even so, he still clenched his teeth and

in blue robes. The person behind him had blue robes with clouds embroidered on the neckline. Looking

on his face as his hands constantly moved, sending slashes at