Chapter 677

"And that's not all. They might even be a bona fide king-level warrior." Howard's brow furrowed with uncertainty.

"It looks like The Dark World is a whole lot more tangled than we thought," Yoel mused aloud.

Then, turning back to Howard, he inquired, "Sir, did the old man ever share anything with you about The Dark World?"

"Not a word," Howard replied, shaking his head.

"Sir, do you think our mystery person could be from one of the elite families or sects, maybe just there on some errand?" Mystical Chubby chimed in.

His speculation was not unfounded. Most of the king-level warriors from Rackaham were known to hail from the secretive clans and sects.

"It's unlikely." Howard dismissed the idea with another shake of his head. "From what Sabertooth described, our guy seems to know The Dark World like the back of his hand."

"Who's that supposed to be?" Mystical Chubby scrunched his brow in confusion.

"Let it go for now. We'll head back to The Dark World in a little while," said Howa