"Young Master Woods, there are a lot of opponents there. Besides, our young master is at the intermediate stage of the true god status, and they didn't rush out to surround him. It's because the Lagorio family has three members who are also at the intermediate stage of the true god realm, and they have quite a few at the beginning stage of the true god realm. I don't know how long our young master can hold out!"
On the flying sword, the girl from the Lancaster family expressed her worry. She was touched by how Fane was anxious to rescue her young master, but it would be too rash for him to rush in all by himself.
"Don't worry. I'll go alone. We'll waste time if we get others to come along. I’m afraid
that if we delay any longer, your young master would be done for!"
Fane gave a bitter smile. After flying for a while, the sounds of fighting rang out again.
"It's in that direction, right?"
Fane gestured toward the direction of the sound.
"Yes. We’re almost there!"
The girl nodded her head, casting a few surreptitious glances toward Fane. He was too confident. It seemed that his fighting prowess was truly a cut above the rest.
"Young Master, we're done for. We're dead!"
The people who were surrounded in the middle were still fighting for every inch of their lives. A man who stood near Master Lancaster’s son was losing hope.
They were already outnumbered, to begin with. As time trickled past, their numbers would thin out even further.
Now, they were only left with over thirty people. There were at least over ninety opponents. The gap was just too big.
"Sh*t. These people are really persistent!"
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