No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The air around them was quite humid, but it was definitely a safe spot.

Conor stood in place and said as he looked around, “Even though we have a lot of cover, we’re definitely not completely safe. We should split up and keep watch separately. The moment we see any movement, we should notify everyone else…”

All of them nodded in agreement.

Before the slaughter game ended, they needed to be on high alert. If they fell into any traps or ended up surrounded, then the consequences would be dire.

Those warriors from second-grade worlds were all sick in the head. They would hunt and torture the warriors from third-grade worlds with the cruelest methods.

No one wanted to die so horribly, so they were all on full alert. After Frederick thought about it, he decided to rotate the watch. After a certain interval, he would send a different person out as a scout, observing the surroundings for any movements.

The moment a dangerous situation was noticed, they would tell the rest with a sound array.

Jack, as long as Rudy and Alfred who were behind

be counted as one. that’ll be more fair to

immediately. It was precisely what he

not be able to relax if Rudy was scouting alone at all. After all,

regretfully, feeling like he was useless. The first person to take watch

person kept watch

shoulder, getting Alfred to try and recover

large amount of pills. After Len left, six of them were left behind. They sat

including Alfred. He brought Alfred along, but it did not mean that

though he was looking around, his awareness was focused on the others. If anyone

to kill off all the warriros from third-grade worlds? The slaughter game is just a test. They can just kill anyone they want if they want to rank highly. Why do they have to torture the third-grade