Semua Bab No. 1 Supreme Warrior: Bab 3921 - Bab 3930

Lourain had planned on remaining silent the whole time, but he could not stop himself anymore after he heard what Remi said. He laughed coldly and said, "Do you think you can just go wherever you want after trying to rob us?! Do you think you can leave now just because you want to?"Remi's lips twitched as he looked over at Fane and Lourain again. At that moment, he realized how amusing it must have been to the two of them to listen to what he had said. He wanted to start to beg for mercy, but the ugly man interrupted him."Stop trying to put on an act! I was hiding just now and personally witnessed your battle with the demons! You had to put everything you had into defeating a crimson demon! Remi is just mistaken, but you're trying to pretend now? You can fool anyone else, but not me!"The ugly man quickly thought about everything he had seen. He had always been a cautious person. The moment he noticed Fane and Lourain, he had been hiding and quietly observing. He had only reported

The moment he said that, no matter how hard Remi was trying to stop him, he charged forward at Fane! The four Soul Swords in the air had been waiting for that exact moment!Fane scoffed as he pushed his hand forward. One of the Soul Swords suddenly clashed with Tanner's blade. After a loud crash, Tanner was sent flying. He felt like he had hit a wall!The wall even repelled him with incredible force, sending him flying in the other direction. Right after that, a wave of gray energy started to climb up his body. The energy was incredibly strange. The moment it touched him, it seeped into his body.An intense pain caused him to cry out in agony. He even started to writhe on the ground thanks to the pain. After he collapsed, he constantly rolled around like a snake that had been cut apart! That scene caused everyone to wake up!Only Remi was not affected since he had recognized Fane from the start! The ugly man looked like he was in a complete panic. He looked at where Tanner fell wit

Grook looked at his brother exasperatedly. Since they were young, their personalities were far different from each other. Despite being the older brother, he had always been more introverted and tended to worry over things. His brother, on the other hand, was different. Goyle had always been a carefree person and would always think positively no matter what.Grook sighed as he patted Goyle's shoulder. "I'm not trying to burst your bubble, but the two of us are only slightly stronger than your average warrior. I think you're setting your sights too high by saying we'll make at least a million. It's quite likely we won't get that much."Goyle frowned. "There you go again. You're always so miserable! You love to look at the negative side of things, worrying too much! I just set that goal to give us some motivation. After all, it's better to aim for the stars and get the moon. I'm trying to push us forward, but you keep holding us back!"The more Goyle spoke, the more frustrated he got.

The few of them participating in this would not be able to get much more than scraps, but it was not bad. Furthermore, all of them had greedy ambitions when they were assigned the tasks, yet it was different when they actually carried them out.Looking at the warriors that he had knocked unconscious, Brock sighed, feeling a bit reluctant. He was mostly worried. After all, if what they did was known everywhere, it would cause a lot of chaos. The two of them might even be dragged into it.Kent could tell what Brock was worried about. He raised an eyebrow and said, "Since we've accepted the task, don't dwell on it too much. Just take things a step at a time. In the worst-case scenario, we can just hide."Even though the two of them were reasonably strong, no one would care how strong they were when the masses were rioting—they would be hated no matter what.Brock sighed helplessly. "Triton and the others must've thought about this, and they must've thought about a way to deal with it

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.Desmond took a deep breath and said 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 hard assignment!"Desmond got angrier as