No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The two warriors behind them were not easy to deal with.

They were vicious and never regarded warriors from third-grade worlds as people. They merely treated them as livestock that could be killed at any moment.

Christian was struggling immensely, causing Hector to frown as he whipped Christian again.

Christian fell to the ground as his back burned hotly.

Jack frowned, and his calm expression finally turned serious.

Those second-grade world warriors’ hands were all stained with the blood of third-grade world warriors.

Jack was someone who would ignore anything that was not too outrageous. After all, it was his belief that the world was branded with the ‘survival of the fittest’ notion, and death was common news. However, he could not remain calm at the current situation.

Jack’s hands moved as he formed countless seals that materialized in the air, quickly fusing together.

the middle of the fusion, and a

felt like Jack was crazy and refused to

seen through him, but he still insisted on acting like he was an

would be too kind to him by facing him at the same time, and Hector planned on finishing things in one

when he

was. Even if he was from a holy grade

be

his hands forward, and his Broken Soul Blade shot forward like a

crack as the

pierced through Hector’s chest. The man had not even

through Hector and

trying to turn around and

but his weapon had been shattered