No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Manuel and Marc clutched their chests at the same time as their expressions twisted in pain. Both of them collapsed on the ground at the same time, and the swords in their hands shattered from Jack’s broken Soul Blade.

The two of them constantly writhed on the ground like a worm that had been cut into two.

Jack smiled, not hesitating to walk toward both of them.

At a cave ten kilometers away, Rudy and the others were sitting down cross-legged. A few of them had serious expressions on their faces, especially Jackson. He had a hint of hopelessness on his face as well.

Jack had left alone to deal with the two who were at the meeting point while the rest of them were made to stay in the cave.

Frederick and Len were not there but had gone to contact others. The ones who remained had sunken looks on their faces. As time passed, all of them started to feel like Jack’s guess was the actual truth. However, the more certain they were of it, the more fear they felt.

with only one side who could win and have the

regretted participating in the slaughter game. He had thought that he would not die if he was just a bit

he found that the situation was incredibly

saved him earlier, there was no way he

more he thought about it, the more his

better either. At that moment, he was constantly

“Why are they just leaving the corpses there for all to see? After they have killed and gotten the Heartblood, they could have just dealt with

would be better than just putting those bodies on display. At the very least, we wouldn’t have overthought things, and we would not have been able to figure things

know anything? Jack would not have been able