No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Horace never thought of third-grade-world warriors as people at all. In fact, he saw them as mere lambs for slaughter, so these ‘lambs' trying to fight back against him was a tremendous insult to him.

He would use the cruelest methods to punish the lambs who tried to retaliate, he wanted them to regret even thinking about it. He loved seeing fear, panic, and pain on the faces of his enemies.

Horace got more excited.

"Hahaha! Are you afraid now? You should keep your cool, because even more horrifying things will come. You haven't seen anything yet!"

To the third-grade-world warriors, Horace was like a wild beast that crawled out of hell, and they felt chills just looking at him.

Meanwhile, warriors from second-grade worlds were all smiles, evidently elated.

no possible overturn of events. They would be triumphant and trample on the warriors from third-grade worlds, who would surely submit their golden

already too scared to even say anything! They look like they're about to piss in their

but now, they look like they're about to cry. It’s just the start! You'll quickly know how

a deep breath as he looked at the world avatar behind Horace with

people around him were feeling. His thoughts were fully on the world avatar. To him, no one was as talented or as capable as

most of them, but it should not be

don't you have a world avatar? Could it take a lot of time

avatar purely because he did not have the time. It was not a matter of

learn. You need to be in the right place at the right time as well. You need to find somewhere dense with the laws of your