Of course, he could not voice such suspicion. After all, he was a leader, and if he was not confident, he would never be able to lead his subordinates to accomplish their tasks.

Desmond turned to look at Pascal. "How long has it been?"

Pascal looked at the array in his hand. "It's been fourteen hours..."

Desmond frowned as he looked at the top of the Vermillion Tune Formation. There were large red letters that showed '117' on the formation.

The number indicated the progress of the warriors that were carrying out the tasks. At that point, they had captured 117 people alive.

If they wanted Heartblood, they would need to make sure that the captives were alive. Then, they needed to use the cruelest methods to obtain as much Heartblood as they could.

"They only got a hundred and seventeen people in fourteen hours? What are they doing? How did the first day

spoke. His mouth dried up a little as

about to glare a hole into the Vermillion

participants were sent everywhere, dispersed during the

He felt like they should at

people were just too few. they had a long

incredibly anxious at that

to the wayside, he felt incredibly impatient, but there was nothing he could do about it. The more anxious he was, the more helpless

surfaced in his head, and he suddenly thought

to look at Draymond, who was behind Seymour. "Has

two tasks, and one of them was to follow Jack. Even though there was no indication that Jack had signed up for the Toman Battlefield, it was pretty much a guarantee that Jack had entered

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