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.

they mentioned the hunting

an eyebrow. A thought flashed

Jack could ask, Frederick patiently explained, “Those insolent people from second-grade worlds formed a hunting alliance to keep

as prey, as animals. Not only are they killing us, but they’re torturing us as well. It’s not like we have any grudges against them, but they’re adamant

and it was obvious how

eyebrows, not entirely understanding the entire story. However, he did not voice out his questions and kept

again. “Moving alone is incredibly dangerous. Why don’t you stick with us?

He probably never thought of how sick in

the situation, Jack gave them a small

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

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