At that moment, footsteps were heard coming from afar, and Jack, Rudy, and Alfred jumped at the sound alertly.

Jack frowned as he looked in the direction of these footsteps, but before they could see clearly, someone shouted out, “Don’t be alarmed! The four of us are from third-grade worlds.”

At that moment, a genial-looking man in gray robes came out with three warriors from third-grade worlds behind him.

The group walked toward Jack gingerly.

Jack stared at the person for a good while before nodding at him. After the four of them walked over, they greeted each other before revealing their origins.

Their group had been temporarily formed. The one who first walked was called Frederick Gaunt from the Lycan Continent, a third-grade world. The three behind him were Len Davis and Trent Walker from Chaos Continent, as well as Conor Rice from White Marsh Continent.

The four of them happened to meet and decided to form a small alliance. They approaching Jack and his company was because they wanted to team up with them and face the hunting alliance together.

moment they mentioned

an eyebrow. A thought flashed

ask, Frederick patiently explained, “Those insolent people from second-grade worlds formed a hunting alliance to keep themselves safe. All of them split up into smaller teams to kill off the warriors from third-grade

us as well. It’s not like we have any grudges against them, but they’re adamant

it was obvious how angry he was with the way he gritted

However, he did not voice out

and saluted Jack again. “Moving alone is incredibly dangerous. Why don’t you stick with us? We’ll put discussions about rewards aside for now. Survival

that Frederick regretted taking part in the slaughter game. He probably

deliberating on the situation, Jack gave

alliance had split themselves up into small groups, and if he fought them alone, he

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