No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

The pain was too inhumane to bear.

It hurted so much that Manson could not even form thoughts or control his body. It felt like he had been thrown into a pot of oil and fried a thousand times. Even being in hot oil would have felt better.

“What do you want to know?” said Manson raspily. “I… I don’t know that much. I might be a chosen disciple, but I’m not that high up in ranking, so my position isn’t that high either. I know very little about the important secrets…”

“In truth, there are some things I do want to know, but I never had the courage or the means to find out. You… You shouldn’t hold out too much hope.”

Jack sneered as he stared at Manson and spoke, his tone so cold that Manson shuddered, “Don’t try to brush things over here. I’m not one you can sway with a word or two. You should come clean and tell me everything I want to know.”

“You’re lying when you say you don’t know and you don’t dare to find out. Since you’re being dishonest, then I’ll give you what you want!”

moment he said that, intense pain wracked Manson’s soul again as though being slowly

longer control his body as he

they saw what was happening. Even if they hated warriors from second-grade worlds, Manson’s cries of agony were straight out of a nightmare, so much so

behind others. They started to look at Jack with

Jack controlled the power of

but his face was incredibly pale as if all the blood had

What’s the use of Heartblood? Where are

I can tell you that I

“I’ll talk! I’ll tell you everything I know! Don’t

“Let’s see how you