The Soldier's Unsurpassable Honor

Chapter 3333



At that moment, footsteps were heard coming from afar, and Fane, Rudy, and Alfred jumped at the sound alertly. Fane frowned as he looked in the direction of these footsteps, but before they could see clearly, someone shouted out, "Don't be alarmed! The four of us are from third-grade worlds."

At that moment, a genial-looking man in gray robes came out with three warriors from third-grade worlds behind him. The group walked toward Fane gingerly.

Fane stared at the person for a good while before nodding at him. After the four of them walked over, they greeted each other before revealing their origins.

Their group had been temporarily formed. The one who first walked was called Frederick Gaunt from the Lycan Continent, a third-grade world. The three behind him were Len Davis and Trent Walker from Chaos Continent, as well as Conor Rice from White Marsh Continent.

The four of them happened to meet and decided to form a small alliance. Them approaching Fane and his company was because they wanted to team up with them and face the hunting alliance together.

The moment they mentioned the hunting alliance, Fane raised an eyebrow. A thought flashed in his mind.

Before Fane could ask, Frederick patiently explained, "Those insolent people from second-grade worlds formed a hunting alliance to keep themselves safe. All of them split up into smaller teams to kill off the warriors from third-grade worlds.

"They see us as prey, as animals. Not only are they killing us, but they're torturing us as well. It's not like we have any grudges against them, but they're adamant in doing this!"

Frederick's eyes reddened as he spoke, and it was obvious how angry he was with the way he gritted his teeth.

Fane furrowed his eyebrows, not entirely understanding the entire story. However, he did not voice out his questions and kept quiet.

Frederick sighed and saluted Fane again. "Moving alone is incredibly dangerous. Why don't you stick with us? We'll put discussions about rewards aside for now. Survival is the most important part."

Fane could tell that Frederick regretted taking part in the slaughter game. He probably never thought of how sick in the head warriors from second- grade worlds were.

After deliberating on the situation, Fane gave them a small nod.

The hunting alliance had split themselves up into small groups, and if he fought them alone, he might put himself in danger. Teaming up would no doubt reduce

the casualty, even if only by a little. At the very least, everyone else would be able to stall their

opponents and buy him some time.

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Fane agreed to it with that in mind.

Conor, from the White Marsh Continent, looked at Fane meaningfully before he looked at the two behind Fane. He could not tell how strong Fane was, but he had an idea of the other two.

One of them seemed to be heavily

injured. The person's face was pale and his breathing was not steady. The other was not injured, but his internal energies were not stable. It was obvious that he was weak From what Conor could see, that person would probably have failed to even get into a level-eight city. Content belongs to NovelDrama.Org

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There would only be one way for that person to enter a level four city, which was that someone strong had brought him all the way.

Raising an eyebrow, Conor said,

"You can join us, but not these two. This may sound harsh, but it's just facts. The two behind you won't be

able to help us and will only hinder us. We can't carry extra baggage." Content belongs to

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The moment that was said, Fane's expression turned cold.