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.

in fourteen hours? What are they doing? How did the first day yield so little?! It's not like it's a hard

a little as he stared at the Vermillion Tune

like he was about to glare a hole

Pascal said in a hurry, "Actually, the results for the first day aren't too bad. After all, the participants were sent everywhere, dispersed during the first

knew that Pascal made sense, but Desmond was just plain unhappy. He felt like they should at

few. they had a long

incredibly anxious at

wayside, he felt incredibly impatient, but there was nothing he could do about it.

his head, and he

at Draymond, who was behind Seymour. "Has there

and one of them was to follow Jack. Even though there was no indication that Jack had

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