No.1 Supreme Warrior by Moneto

Hashem's lips stiffened. He remembered what had happened the past two days, and he felt an indescribable sense of sorrow and rage in his heart.

It was amusing. They were willing to do anything for the sake of their profits. They knew they were being used and that this was a plot from the warriors at the peak, but for the sake of bagging profits, they were willing to ignore all of that.

They allowed others to use them and turned themselves into tools for someone else.

However, Hashem refused to bow. "Someone will see through your plots eventually. Don't think we're all idiots. How could you possibly be willing to dip into your wallets for the Heartblood You have so many men in Toman Battlefield, but you keep saying that there aren't enough people."

"You said that we'd only be able to exchange the Heartblood on the last day, and you even said that only those with at least five people worth of Heartblood could exchange it! Those are all just lies! You just want to attack on the last day after gathering everyone! You want to gather all the Heartblood into the hands of a smaller number of people. It'd be easier for you to kill all of them!"

Hashem's face contorted in fury as he spoke.

These men deployed despicable methods! Whatever they did, it was no surprise at all. When he heard of the rules, he immediately sensed that something was wrong.

Upon thinking about it closer, he immediately understood what was happening.

not just stubborn.

This was just a light lesson. It would even save them time and effort doing this.

his fists tightly,

complicated. As long as anyone took the time to quietly think about it, it was all too easy to

slow down to think about it before they walked right into

people had never seen regular warriors as humans. There was no way they would be willing to dip into their pockets to exchange

other disciple shut their eyes sadly, not

warriors were like circus monkeys to the warriors at the peak, yet the regular warriors seemed perfectly willing to accept it. Even if they revealed the truth, many would be willing to walk right into

at all. You forget each other the

back. What's the point of feeling sad? Will it change what's waiting

Lourain's voice

time as they looked at the source of the sound. They saw

glared at Teagan and Yeagen angrily. He looked like

the three of them