No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

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.

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

as he spoke. His mouth dried up a little as he stared at the

looked like he was about to glare a hole into

participants were sent everywhere, dispersed during the first day. The Toman Battlefield is still very large right now. Even if they want to get more warriors, it's just too far and

felt

had a long way to go

incredibly anxious at

had gone to the wayside, he felt incredibly impatient, but there was nothing he could do about it.

thoughts surfaced in his head, and he

at Draymond, who was behind Seymour. "Has there been any news on

head. He had 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