No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Dickens had not reacted as he never expected he would ever meet Jack.

When Lourain mentioned his name, Dickens did not even tie the name with that warrior at the peak at all.

After Lourain repeated himself, Dickens finally responded. His eyes widened abruptly, and they almost popped out of their sockets.

He turned to look at Lourain. "He's that warrior at the peak, Jack?"

Lourain nodded. At that moment, he was so anxious that it seemed like smoke was about to come out of his head. He was in no mood to bother with Dickens' surprise.

He slapped Dickens' arm. "Hurry and lead the way!"

a look of disbelief, but with how things were, he did not dare to delay matters at all even if he did not believe it, especially with the earnest look on Lourain's face. After all, time was of

kilometers away, Dickens' fellow disciples, including

three of them were tossed on the ground, and they looked to be in a bad state. Their clothes were all torn,

blood. However, despite his injuries, he managed to hold his head slightly high as he

aside the green demon mask on his hand as he scoffed. He kicked

with things as they are, you're still trying to stand up against us? I'm going to give you some advice, you shouldn't cling to

coughed violently due to the impact, and it took him a while before he could regain his composure. He refused to admit

disciple, Kellen, was

he knew there was no meaning in fighting back at that point. He knew what awaited him. Even if he cursed at the perpetrators and remained stubborn, it would not change anything. There was no meaning to it, and would just bring