No. 1 Supreme Warrior

Chapter 3957

Dickens had not reacted as he never expected he would ever meet Jack. Content is property of NôvelDrama.Org.

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!"

Dickens had 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 the essence. If they were quick enough, they would be able to save their fellow disciples.

At that moment, about two kilometers away, Dickens' fellow disciples, including Hashem, were tied up by a special rope.

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

Hashem was the most heavily injured. His face was pale, and his lips were stained with blood. However, despite his injuries, he managed to hold his head slightly high as he stared at the two who had taken off their disguises.

Teagan tossed aside the green demon mask on his hand as he scoffed. He kicked Hashem, causing Hashem to roll a few times on the ground.

"You really are stubborn! What? Even 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 hope. There's no meaning to you fighting back at all, all it'll do is let you speak a few more words."

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

His younger disciple, Kellen, was tied up as well.

Kellen was much more cooperative. After all, 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 him even more pain.

Kellen sighed as he watched Hashem. He wanted to advise Hashem, but he swallowed his words.

He understood Hashem very well; Hashem was never one to back down. He would never admit defeat even when staring right at it.

Just like those two said, he was just a stubborn mule, but a stubborn mule would only bring himself more pain at a time like this.

Hashem held his head high, and his voice was a bit hoarse. "Are the two of you not worried about retribution? Karma is very real! Even though warriors always kill each other, it's not like we can do whatever we want! Without any grudges against each other, you still employ such ruthless methods. You'll get your retribution! There will be people who'll work against you together!"

They had heard a lot of those curses before and already felt numb to it.

Yeagen toyed with the crimson demon mask in his hand. "Work together against us? Who'd ever do that? We just need to pull some tricks, and you'll start killing each other. Your methods are much more ruthless than ours. Don't you find your words hilarious?"