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 displeasure, "They only got 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

angrier as he spoke. His mouth dried up a little as he

about to glare a hole into

during the first day. The Toman Battlefield is still very large right now. Even if they want to get more

Desmond was just plain unhappy. He felt like they should at least be at double that

too few. they had a long way to go until they could reach their

anxious

incredibly impatient, but there was nothing

in his head, and he

look at Draymond, who was behind

one of them was to follow Jack. Even though there was no indication that Jack had signed up for the Toman Battlefield,

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